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FROM   THE   LIBRARY   OF 
REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

BEQUEATHED    BY   HIM   TO 

THE    LIBRARY   OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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BEETHEEN'S 


TUNE  AND  HYMN  BOOK : 


BEING    A    COMPILATION    OF 


SACRED    MUSIC 


ADATTED  TO  ALL  THE 


PSALMS  AND  HYMNS  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS 


IN    THE 


BRETHREN'S  HYMN  BOOK. 


CAREFULLY    REVISED,    REARRANGED    AND    OTHERWISE    IMPROVED. 


--  '  >  (  C  &  n^  e t  V  x^\^ 


QUINTER  &  BRUMBAUGH  BROTHERS, 


HUNTINGDON,    PA. 
1882. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1879,  by 

QUINTER  &  BRUMBAUGH  BROTHERS, 
In  the  Office  of  the  Librarian  of  Congress,  at  Washington. 


PRK88   OP  THB   NBW  ERA,   LANCASTER,   PA. 


PREFACE. 

Thk  Brethren's  Tune  and  Ilynin  Book  was  first  published  by  Benjamin  Funk  and  Bro.  II.  R, 
llolsinger,  in  the  year  1872;  but,  as  they  did  not  have  their  work  stereotyped,  the  edition  was  soon 
exhausted,  and  as  the  Cliurcli  had  learned  the  utility  of  the  work,  a  demand  was  made  for  another 
edition  of  the  book.  By  this  time  Bro.  Ilplsinger  had  disposed  of  his  interests  in  the  publishing 
business  and  his  circumstances  did  not  seem  to  justify  him  in  publishing  another  edition.  Knowing 
tlmt  there  was  a  growing  demand  for  the  work,  in  the  year  1878  we  purchased  tlie  riglit  and  title  of 
the  book,  and  at  once  commenced  making  arrangements  to  publish  another  edition.  As  there  were 
a  number  of  improvements  recommended  by  those  especially  interested  in  good  chiujch  music,  we 
thought  it  best  to  have  it  thoroughly  revised,  making  use  of  only  such  tunes  as  would  best  harmon- 
ize with  the  sentiment  of  the  hymns.  In  order  that  our  selections  might  be  the  best  and  most  ap- 
propriate, we  employed  the  services  of  Bro.  J.  C.  Ewing,  who  has  made  music  a  study  for  years,  and 
is  also  quite  a  successful  teacher.  He  did  principally  all  the  selecting  of  tunes  and  placing  tiiem  to 
the  proper  liymns.  A  number  of  the  tunes  are  his  own  composition,  some  of  which  were  composed 
and  harmonized  tor  some  special  hymns,  for  whicli  no  other  suitable  music  could  be  found. 

To  the  following  gentlemen  we  tender  our  thanks  for  valuable  contributions  for  our  work  :  Dr. 
Lowell  Mason,  William  B.  Bradburj',  J.  William  Suffern.  J,  H.  Leslie,  N.  Coe  Stewart,  L.  S.  Leason, 
Dr.  Geo.  If.  Root,  1.  B.  Woodbury,  Dr.  Thos.  Hastings,  and  others. 

The  selection  of  tunes, we  think,  embraces  all  of  the  best  church  music  in  use,  both  old  and  new, 
some  entirely  new,  never  having  been  used  before.  While  we  have  labored  to  procure  some  good 
new  music,  we  have  been  especially  careful  in  not  omitting  any  of  the  good  old  tunes  that  have 
gladdened  the  hearts  of  our  vener-ible  forefathers.  The  authors  of  the  music,  as  far  as  was  known 
by  us,  will  be  found  in  connection  with  the  tunes  In  the  index. 

In  the  revision  we  have,  also,  changed  the  arrangement  so  the  number  of  every  hymn  in  this 
book  corresponds  to  the  number  of  tlie  same  hymn  in  the  Brethren's  Hymn  Book  and  is  set  in  the 
tame  order,  so  that  they  can  be  used  together  without  the  least  inconvenience  in  any  way. 

We  now  offer  the  revised  Tune  and  Hymn  Book  to  the  church  with  the  hope  that,  by  its  use,  life 
and  spirit  may  be  infused  into  that  very  important  part  of  our  worship,  the  service  of  song.  Good 
singing  adds  greatly  to  the  interest  and  life  of  worship,  and  without  it  much  of  the  spiritual  edifica- 
tion seems  to  be  lost,  no  matter  how  good  the  preaching  may  have  been.  By  its  general  adoption 
we  will  not  only  learn  to  sing,  but  we  will  learn  to  sing  the  same  hymns,  thus  bringing  about  a  most 
desirable  uniformity  in  church  music,  throughout  our  great  brotherhood. 

The  compilers  now  submit  the  humble  result,  of  what  has  been  to  them  a  very  arduous  laboi*,  to 
their  own  beloved  fraternity,  with  unaffected  pleasure,  in  the  simple  hope  that  It  may  be  used  In 
building  up  our  Redeemer's  Kingdom  in  the  most  holy  faith,  and  that  It  may  be  accompanied  by 
the  fulness  of  his  power  and  grace  of  his  Holy  Spirit. 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


I.  GOD.  Hy?nns. 

Boing  and  Attributes 1-19 

Names  and  Relations 20-25 

In  Creation 20-29 

.  In  Providence 30-30 

II.  WORSHIP  AND  PRAISE. 

Public  Worship 37-90 

Opening 91-103 

Closing 104-115 

Social  Worship 110-122 

Private  Devotion 123-129 

The  Lord's  Day 130-141 

IIL  THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES...  142-155 

IV.  CHRIST. 

The  Incarnation 156-164 

Life  and  Mission 165-178 

Names  and  Characters ,  179-190 

Suffering  and  Death 191-198 

Resurrection  and  Glory 199-206 

Second  Advent  and  Reign. . . .   207-224 
The  Judgment 225-228 

V.  THE  CHURCH. 

Character  and  Privileges 229-256 

Ministry 257-281 

Council  and  Conference  Meet- 
ings ..." 282-283 

Baptism 284r-289 

Feet  Washing 295-300 

Lovefeast 301-302 

Salutation 303-304 

Communion 305-315 

Fellow.ship  and  Unity 316-324 

Anointing 323-324 

Church  Dedication 325-326 


VI.  THE  GOSPEL.  „^o^of 

Invitation  and  Warning 327-353 

Repentance 353-372 

The  Fall 373-377 

Redemption 378-387 

The  Promises 388-394 

The  Holy  Spirit 395-399 

VII.  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EX- 

PERIENCE   400-566 

VIII.  DEATH 567-619 

IX.  THE  RESURRECTION 620-626 

X.  TIME  AND  ETERNITY 627-642 

XL  HEAVEN 643-677 

XII.  MEETING  AND  PARTING.  678-692 

Xm.  THE  FAMILY. 

Morning 693-700 

Evening 701-713 

Table 714-719 

Parental 720-729 

Youth 730-743 

Marriage 744-745 

XIV.  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

Fasts 746-749 

Close  of  the  Year 750-751 

New  Year 752-753 

The   Seasons *754-757 

Thanksgiving 758-762 

Temperance 763-764 

War 765-766 

XV.  MISCELLANEOUS 767-818 


THE  BRETHREN'S 

TUNE  &  HYMN  BOOK 


MAliLOW.       C.       M. 


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1  Is  there  a  God?  You  ris-iiig  sun    In  an-s\ver  meet  replies. 

Writes  it  inflame  up-ou  the  earth, [Omit ]  Proclaims  it  round  (he  skies 

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Is  there'a  God  ?  You  rising  sua 

In  answer  meet  replies, 
Writes  it  in  flame  upon  the  earth, 

Proclaims  it  round  the  skies. 

Is  there  a  God?  Hark!  from  on  hif 
His  thunder  shakes  the  poles: 

I  hear  his  voice  in  every  wind, 
In  every  wave  that  rolls. 

GALILEE.       L.       M. 


F-r- 

Is  there  a  God?  with  sacred  fear 

I  upward  turn  my  eyes; 
"There  is,"  each  glitt'ring  lamp  of  light — 

"There  is,"  my  soul  replies. 


If  such  convictions  to  my  mind 
His  works  aloud  impart, 

O,  let  the  wisdom  of  his  word 
Inscribe  them  on  my  heart. 


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1  "What  is   our   God,    or    what   his  name,  Nor  men  can  learn,  nor   an  -  gels  teach; 

2  The  spacious  worldsof  heavenly  light,  Compar'd  with  him,  how  short  they  fall: 


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He  dwells  con-ceal'd  in  ra-diant  flame,  "Where  neither  c)''es  nor  thoughts  can  reach. 
They  are   too   dark,    and    he  too   bright— iNoth-ing  aie  they,  and  God     is      all. 


2 


L.   :m 

He  spoke  the  wondrous  word,  and  lo, 
Creation  rose  at  his  command; 

"Whirlwinds  and  seas  their  limits  know. 
Bound  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand. 


4  There  rests  the  earth, there  roll  the  spheres, 
There  nature  leans  and  feels  her  prop; 
But  his  own  self-suflicience  bears 
The  weight  of  his  own  glories  up. 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


HEALING    BALM. 


M. 


1  Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  hi^rh  And  views  the  na-tious  from  a  -  far 
Let    e  -  ver-last-ing  praises  fly, [Omit 


)  And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 


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3     .         '  L.     M. 

2  He  who  can  sliake  the  worlds  he  nmde, 

Or  with  his  word,  or  with  his  rod — 
His  goodness,  how  ama/injj;  great! 
And  what  a  condescending  God! 

3  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  allairs; 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 

PETERBOROUGH.       C.       M. 


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4  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  "we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God: 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 

5  O,  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 


1  Great   God!   how    in    -    fi  -  nite    art    thou!   What  w^orth-less  worms  are  we! 


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tures   bow,   And     pay    their    praise   to      thee. 


2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood. 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years. 

Stands  present  in  thy  view; 
To  thee,  there's  nothing  old  appears; 
Great  God!  there's  nothing  new. 


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The  liOrd  our  God  is  Lord  of  all; 

His  station  who  can  find? 
I  hear  him  in  the  waterfall; 

I  hear  him  in  the  wind. 

If  in  the  gloom  of  night  I  shroud, 

His  face  I  cannot  lly; 
I  see  him  in  the  evening  cloud, 

And  in  the  morning  sky. 


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AND 

He  lives,  ho  reigns  in  ev'ry  lund. 

From  winter's  jmlar  snows. 
To  where,  across  the  burnint:  sand, 

The  blasting  meteor  glows. 
He  smiles,  we  live; he  froAvns,  wc  die: 

"NVe  hanu:  up(>n  his  word; 
He  rears  his  mighty  arm  on  high, 

We  fall  before  his  sword. 
C.    M. 
Holy  and  rcv'rcnd  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King; 
'Thrice  holy  Lord."  the  angels  cry; 

"Thrice  holy,"  let  us  sing. 

ZEPIIYK.       L.       M. 


ATTRIBUTES. 

2  The  deepest  rev'ieucc  of  the  mind, 
Pay,  ()  my  soul,  to  God; 

Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 
Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach; 

A  contrite  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  noblest  forms  cf  speech. 

4  Thou,  holy  God,  preserve  my  soul 
From  all  pollution  free; 

The  pure  in  heart  arc  thy  delight. 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 


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Or     can    the  hopes  which  truth  has  rais'd,  Lie   bu  -  ricd    in      c  -  ter  -  nal    night? 


7  L.    31. 

2  Sooner  may  natures  laws  reverse, 

Revolving  seasons  cease  their  round, 
Nor  spring  appear  in  blooming  pride. 
Nor  autumn  be  with  plenty  crown'd: 

3  Yon  shining  orbs  forget  their  course, 

The  sun  his  dcstm'd  path  forsake; 
And  nature  lose  her  rapid  force, 
Before  our  God  a  change  can  make 

4  Earth  may  with  all  her  works  dissolve, 

(If  such  her  great  Creator's  will:) 
But  HE  forever  is  the  same, 
1  AMI  is  his  memorial  still. 

8  L.    31. 

1  JEHOVAH  is  a  God  of  might. 

He  fram'd  the  earth,  he  built  the  sky; 
And  what  he  speaks  is  surely  right, 
"The  strength  of  Israel  will  not  licl'' 


2  Ye  weary  souls,  with  sin  opprcss'd, 
To  him  in  every  trouble  fly; 
His  promise  is,  "I'll  give  you  rest," 
"The  strength  of  Israel  will  not  lie." 

o  Then  why  sink  down  beneath  despair? 
To  Jesus'  throne  of  grace  ap])ly; 
His  promise  jdead,  he'll  hear  your  pray'r, 
"The  strength  of  Israel  will  not  lie." 

4  Ask  what  you  will  in  Jesus'  name. 
He  never  will  your  suit  deny; 
To  save  you  from  the  curse  be  came, 
"The  strength  of  Israel  will  not  lie." 

•J  Behold!  I  come,  most  gracious  Lord, 
And  on  thy  promise  now  rely; 
In  my  distress,  how  sweet  this  word, 
''The  strength  of  Israel  will  not  lie." 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


L.    M. 


Ye  humble  saints,  })r()claim  abroad 

The  honors  of  a  laithtul  God; 
How  just  and  true  are  all  his  ways! 

How  much  above  your  highest  i)raise! 
The  words  his  sacred  lips  declare, 

Of  his  own  mind  the  image  bear; 
What  should  him  tempt,  from  frailty  free, 

Blest  in  his  self-sufficiency! 
He  will  not  his  great  self  deny; 

A  God  all  truth  can  never  lie; 
As  well  might  he  his  being  quit, 

As  break  his  oath,  or  word  forget. 


4  Let  f  righten'd  rivers  change  their  course, 
Or  backward  hasten  to  their  source 
Swift  through  the  air  let  rocks  be  hurl'd, 
And  mountains  like  the  chafl"be  whirPd; 

')  Let  suns  and  stars  forget  to  rise, 
Or  quit  their  stations  in  the  skies; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  both  i)ass  away — 
Eternal  truth  shall  ncer  decay. 

0  True  to  his  word,  God  gave  his  Son, 

To  die  for  crimes  which  man  had  done: 
Blest  pledge!  he  never  will  revoke 
A  single  promise  he  has  spoke. 


VANWERT. 


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10  C.     M. 

1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee. 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  and  i)rivate  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  formed  within; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word. 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge  deep  and  high! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 


5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove. 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sov'reign  love. 

11  0.    M. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  cloth'd  with  might, 

The  winds  obey  his  will; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heav'nly  hight. 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  laud 

With  threat'ning  aspect  roar; 

The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand. 

And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

8  IIowl,winds  of  night;  your  force  combine: 
Without  his  high  behest. 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  uest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar— 

In  distant  peals  it  dies; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car. 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend— in  rev'rence  bend; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


^'AOMI.       C.       M. 


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1  Thou  didi>t,  0  mighty  Goil,  exist  Ere  time  began  its  race; 
Be-  fore  the  am  -pie  el-e-meuts  [Omit 


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Before  the  pond'rous  earthl}'  globe 

Iq  lluid  air  avjis  stayed; 
Before  the -ocean's  mighty  springs 

Their  li(iuid  stores  display'd. 
And  when  the  pillars  of  the  world, 

With  sudden  ruin  break, 
And  all  this  vast  and  goodly  frame, 

Sinks  in  the  mighty  wreck; 
When  from  her  orb  the  moon  shall  start, 

Th'  astonish'd  sun  roll  back, 
"While  all  the  trembling  starry  lamps. 

Their  ancient  course  forsake; 
Forever  permanent  and  fixed, 

From  agitation  free, 
Unchanged  in  everlasting  years, 

Shall  thy  existence  be. 
C.     M. 
COME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord! 

And  raise  your  souls  above; 
Let  ev'ry  voice  and  heart  accord, 

To  sing  that — God  is  love. 

KOSEDALE.       L.       M. 


I  OrpatOod,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view  Attnnipts  tolook  thy 
Our  lal/ringpow'rs  witli  revrenceown.[OiJiil 


3  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares. 
And  all  his  mercies  prove; 
While  Christ,  th'atoningLamb,  appears, 
To  show  that — God  is  love. 

3  Behold,  his  loving  kindness  waits 

For  those  who  from  him  rove. 
And  calls  for  mercy  reach  their  hearts. 
To  teach  them — God  is  love. 

4  The  work  begun  is  carried  on. 

By  pow'r  from  heav'n  above; 

And  ev'ry  step,  from  first  to  last, 

Proclaims  that— God  is  love, 

5  In  all  his  doctrines  and  commands, 

His  counsels  and  designs — 
In  ev'ry  work  his  hands  have  framed, 
His  love  supremely  shines. 

0  O!  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 
This  best  of  blessings  prove — 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  sing  that — God  is  love. 


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2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  j-ears  his  God  has  sought. 
Such  wondrous  hight  or  depth  can  find. 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

•J  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
All  that  we  mortals  need  to  know; 


While  wisdom,  goodness,  pow'r  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

O,  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace; 
Adore  thy  sacred  name,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 


GOD.— Ills  BEi:^G 


RETREAT. 


M. 


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2  "But  I  descend  to  worlds  below^; 

On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too; 
The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "The  humble  soul  my  words  revive, 

I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  llnd, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind." 

4  Lord,  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 

Lest  we  should  faint,  despair,  and  die! 
Then  shall  our  grateful  voice  declare. 
How  free  thy  tender  mercies  arc. 

16  L.     M. 

1  ETERNAL  God,  almighty  Cause 

Of  earth, and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown. 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws- 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 

Of  all  within  itself  possest; 
By  none  controU'd  in  thy  commands. 
And  in  thyself  completely  blest. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe; 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  due  homage  pay: 
All  other  Gods  we  disavow — 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

4  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs— 

Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give; 


Thine  be  our  hearts  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  we  would  live. 

5  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heathen 
Their  idol-deities  dethrone;  [lands. 

Subdue  the  world  to  thy  comrannds. 
And  reign  as  thou  art  — God  alone. 

It  L.     31. 

1  ETERNx\L  and  immortal  King! 

Thy  peerless  splendors  none  can  bear; 
But  darkness  vails  seraphic  eyes. 
When  God  with  all  his  glory's  there. 

2  Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom, 

The  great  Invisible  can  see; 
And  w  ith  its  tremblings  mingle  joy. 
In  lix'd  regards,  great  God!  to  thee. 

3  Then  every  tempting  form  of  sin. 

Aw'd  by  thy  presence,  disappears; 
And  all  the  glowing,  rai)tur'd  soul. 
The  likeness  it  contemplates,  wears. 

4  O,  ever  present  to  my  heart! 

Witness  to  its  extreme  desire; 
Behold,  it  presses  on  to  thee. 

For  it  hath  caught  the  heav'nly  fire. 

.5  This  one  petition  would  I  urge: 
To  bear  thee  over  in  my  sight! 
In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown. 
My  only  portion  and  delight. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


SHELLEY.       C.      M.                                                                   „. 
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D.C. 


Sweet   is   the   menr-ry    of    thy  grace,  My  G 

L«t    age   to    age   thy    right-eous-uess     In  foug-f  of  glo  -  ry    sing. 
Thro'  the  vrCiole  earth  his  goodness  shines,  And  ev'  -ry  want  sup  -plies. 


d,  mv  heav'uly  King!) 
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18  C.    M. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thj-  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  fo«xl; 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  them  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind,  are  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves! 
But  soon  he  <endshis  pard'ning  word, 
To  cheer  the  soul  he  loves. 

5  Creatures  with  all  their  endless  race. 

Thy  pow'r  and  praise  proclaim; 
But  we  who  tadte  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

WAYNSVILLE.       8S,  7s, 


&4S. 


M. 

YE  humble  souls  approach  your  God 

Willi  pongs  of  sacred  praise; 
For  he  is  good,  iuuuens<'ly  good. 

And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 
All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care; 

In  liim  we  live  and  move: 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 

The  wonder  of  his  love. 
He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son 

To  ransom  rebel  worms; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 

In  its  diviner  forms. 
To  this  dear  refufre.  Lord,  we  come; 

On  this  cur  hope  relies; 
A  safe  defense,  a  peaceful  home. 

When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 
Thine  eye  beholds  with  kind  regard 

Ti.e  souls  who  tru^t  in  thee; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 

With  bliss  divinely  free. 
Great  God,  to  thine  almighty  love 

What  honor  shall  we  raise! 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 

Can  render  equal  praise. 


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Pil-grim  thro'  this  bar  -  ren    land 

Hold   me  with  thy  pow'r  -  ful    hand 

Lord  the   crys  -  tal  fountain.  Whence  the  healing  wa  -  ters     flow: 

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3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  uDxious  fear  subside; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction! 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 

Songs  of  praises 
1  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


GOD.-HIS  BEING 


1  The  Lord  my  Shepherd 


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his,  What  can  I  want   be -side? 


21  S.    M. 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heav'nly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim. 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'   death's  dark 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there,    [shade, 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes. 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows. 
And  joys  exalt  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise, 

22  s.   M. 

1  MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 

To  thee,  to  thee  I  call; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell; 
'T  is  paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou. depart  't  is  hell. 


The  smilings  of  thy  face, 

How  amiable  they  are! 
'T  is  heav'n  to  rest  in  thine  embrace. 

And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  Not  all  the  harps  above. 

Can  make  a  heav'nly  place. 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

5  Nor  earth  nor  all  the  sky 

Can  one  delight  afford, 
No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence.  Lord. 

6  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll. 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move. 
And  center  of  my  soul. 

23  c.   M. 

1  OUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast. 
And  our  eternal  home: 

3  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne. 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure: 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone. 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood. 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame. 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

"Return,  ye  sons  of  men!" 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood. 

With  :ill  their  lives  and  cares. 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  foU'wiug  years. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


NINETY-FIFTH. 


M. 


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1  Whom  have  we,  Lord,  in  heav'n  but  thee,  And  v.hom  on  earth  beside;  ^Yhc^e  else  for  succor 


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24  c.    M. 

2  Thou  art  our  portion  here  belo\v, 

Our  promised  bliss  above; 
Ne'er  may  our  souls  an  object  know 
So  precious  as  thy  love. 

3  When  heart  and  flesh,  OLord,  shall  fail, 

Thou  wilt  our  spirits  cheer, 
Support  us  through  life's  thorny  vale, 
And  calm  each  anxious  fear. 

4  Yes,  thou  shalt  be  our  guide  through  life, 

And  help  and  strength  supply; 
Sustain  us  in  death's  fearful  strife, 
And  welcome  us  on  high. 


25  c.    M. 

1  3Iy  God,  my  Father!  cheering  name! 

O,  may  I  call  the  mine! 
Give  me  the  humble  hope  to  claim 
A  portion  eo  divine. 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly; 
What  real  harm  can  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye? 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise- 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine! 


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\  4  Whate'er  thy  sov'reign  will  ordains 

j  O  give  me  strength  to  bear; 

j  Still  let  me  know  a  Father  reigns, 

I  Still  trust  a  Father's  care. 

26  c.    M. 

1  JEHOVAH'S  image  brightly  shone 

On  Eden's  lovely  pair, 
And  oft,  before  his  gracious  throne, 
They  bow'd  in  praise  and  pray'r. 

2  With  rectitude,  as  with  a  robe. 

Their  spotless  souls  were  dress'd; 
With  peace  abounding,  and  with  joy. 
They  were  divinely  bless'd. 

3  No  self-reproach,  no  slavish  dread, 

Disturb'd  their  peace  within; 
No  frowning  storm  their  path  o'erspread 
While  undetiled  with  sin. 

I     4  Thus  souls  renew'd  by  saving  grace — 
Whose  sins  have  been  forgiv'n — 
Behold  the  smiles  of  Jesus'  face, 
Andiccl  an  inward  heav'n. 

DOXOLOGY.     C.    M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Our  God,  whom  we  adore. 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 


10 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


BOONTON.       C.       H.      M. 


1  Since  e'er  thy  loot-stool  here  below,Such  radiant  gems  are  strewn,  ") 

0  what  magnificence  must  glow,  Great  God  about  thy  throne  !  j  So  brilliant  here  these 

.  ^^     _  __  .       ._i  .     .  _.  1     _     .  i  i 


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27  C.    H.    M. 

2  If  night's  bluecTirtain  of  the  sky — 

With  thousand  stars  inwrought! 
Hung  like  a  royal  canopy, 

With  glitt'ring  diamonds  fraught— 
Ee,  Lord,  thy  temple's  outward  vail, 
>\  hat  fiplendors  at  thy  shrine  must  dwell. 

3  The  dazzling  sun  at  noon-day  hour — 

forth  from  his  flaming  vase 

DUKE  STREET.       L.      M. 


Flinging  o'er  earth  the  golden  shower 
Till  vale  and  mountain  blaze — 

But  shows,  0  Lord,  one  beam  of  thine; 

What,  then,  the  day  where  thou  didst  shine! 
4  0,  how  shall  these  dim  eyes  endure 
That  noon  of  living  rays! 

Or  how  our  spirits,  so  impute. 
Upon  thy  glory  gaze! 

Anoint,  0  Lord,  anoint  oursight. 

And  tit  us  lor  that  world  of  light. 


1  The  spacious  fir  -ma-  ment  en  high.  With  all  the  blue  e  -  tcr-  nal   sky   And  spangled  beav'ns  a  shining 


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nal    pro  -  claim. 


2  Th'  unwearied  sun  from  clay  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  laud, 

The  work  of  an  aluiighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


11 


t\'hilc  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
routirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 
What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball; 


What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found: 
6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice; 
Forever  singing  as  they  shine, 
"The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine!' 


ROCHESTER 


1  Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines,  IIow  high  thy  wondeis  rise  !  Knowu  thro'  the  earth  by  thousand  s-'t-ns 


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2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'r! 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill; 
And  on  the  wings  of  ev'r}-  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  stiil. 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 

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Where  justice  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms. — 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  u  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  briirhter  shone — 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains; 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

G  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 
In  that  immortal  song! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 


LYONS. 


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1  Though  troub-les  as  -  Fail   and  dan  -  gers  af-fright,  Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  uuite — 


be  -  tide.  The  Bcript-ure  as  -  sures 


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Lord  will  pro  -  vide 


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30 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


lis.  &  10s. 


2  The  birds  without  barn  or  Ftore-house  arc  fod; 
J'rom  tliem  let  us  learn  to  trust  lor  our  bread  ; 
His  saiuts  what  is  fitting  shall  neer  be  denied, 
So  loug  as  'tis  written,  "The  Lord  will  provide." 

3  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abra'ni  of  old  — 

Not  knowing  the  way ,  but  laith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  tho'  wo  are  strangers,  wo  have  a  sure  guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  "The  Lord  will  provide."' 

4  When  Satan  appears  to  sliut  up  our  path. 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we  triumjih  by  faith  ; 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  ho  has  tried. 
This  heart-cheering  promise,  "The  Lord  will  provide. 


5  Ho  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain  — 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have  tried. 
This  answers  all  questions,  "The  Lord  will  provide, 

6  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness  we  claim  ; 
Yet  since  we  have  known  the  Savior's  great  name, 
In  this,  our  strong  tower,  for  safety  we  bide; 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  "Tue  Lord  will  provide.'' 

7  'When  life  sinks  a  pace,  and  death  is  in  view. 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comtbrt  us  through  ; 
>.or  fearing  or  doubting,  witli  Christ  on  our  side. 

We  h  ope  to  die  thouting,  "The  Lord  will  provide." 


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31  c.    M. 

2  Good  when  he  gives — supremely  good — 

Nor  less  when  he  denies; 
Afflictions  from  his  sov'reign  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind? 
To  his  unerring  gracious  will, 
Be  ev'ry  wish  resign'd. 

32  c.    M. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will 
.3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take; 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 


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Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour: 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

C.     31.     DOXOLOGY. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son 

And  Spirit,  be  adored 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known 

Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


A^^D  ATTRIBUTES 


13 


PEOPIA. 


0.       M. 


III'  ^^  11 

1  Thy    w»y,  O  God,  is    in  the  sea;  Thy  paths  I  can-not  trace, 
Nor   com- pre- h  end  the  my8-te-ry[0mit ]0f  thine  unbounded  grace. 


C.     M. 

Here  the  dark  vails  of  flesh  and  sense 
My  captive  soul  surround: 

Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
My  inward  thoughts  confound. 

3  As  through  a  glass  I  dimly  sec 

The  "wonders  of  thy  love; 
IIow  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above! 

4  Though  but  in"  part  I  know  thy  will, 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight; 
When  will  thy  love  the  whole  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light? 

5  In  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace, 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

34  c.    M. 

i  O  why  despond  in  life's  dark  vale? 
Why  sink  to  fears  a  prey? 
Th'  Almighty  Power  can  never  fail, 
His  love  can  ne'er  decay. 

2  Behold  the  birds  that  wing  the  air. 

Nor  sow  nor  reap  the  grain; 
Yet  God,  with  all  a  father's  care, 
Relieves  when  they  complain. 

3  Behold  the  lilies  of  the  field — 

They  toil  nor  labor  know; 
Yet  royal  robes  to  theirs  must  yield, 
In  beauty's  richest  glow. 

4  That  God  w  ho  hears  the  raven's  cr}'. 

Who  decks  the  lily's  form. 
Will  surely  all  your  wants  supply. 

And  shield  you  in  the  storm. 
3  Seek  first  his  kingdom's  grace  to  share; 

Its  righteousness  i)ursue: 
And  all  that  needs  your  earthly  care, 

He  will  bestow  on  you. 

35  c-    M. 

1  O  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed, 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led; 


Our  vows,  ouri)ray'rs,  we  now  present 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace; 

God  of  our  fathers!  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  waud'ring  footstejis  guide; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And    raiment  fit  provide. 

4  O  spread  thy  cov'riug  wings  around 

Till  all  our  wand'riugs  cease. 
And  at  our  Father's  lov'd  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace! 

5  Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 

Our  humble  praj-'rs  implore; 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, 
And  portion  evermore. 

38  c     M. 

1  HOW  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord, 

How  sure  is  their  defense! 

Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help.  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Thro'  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save, 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore; 
We'll' i)raise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 

And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
G  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot 

Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 


14 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


1  Not  un  -  to    us,     Al-might-y  Lord,  But  to  thy-self  the  glo  -  ry  bo  1  Cre  -  a-  tcl 


by   thy   aw-ful  word,  We  on  -  ly   live   to   hon  -  or  thee.    We  on  -  ly    live  to  hon  -  or  thee. 


-F-r-P-'r-FEFh-l — EFF-F-P-h-F9l*-.*-F 


"1liS 


f-F 


-| — r 


37 


M. 


2  Where  is  their  God?  the  heathen  cry, 

And  bow  to  senseless  wood  and  stone; 
Our  God,  wc  tell  them,  fills  the  sky. 
And  calls  ten  thousand  worlds  his  own- 

3  Vain  gods!  vain  men!  the  Lord  alone. 

Is  Israel's  worship,  Israel's  friend; 
O  fear  his  power,  his  goodness  own. 
And  love  him  trust  him,  to  the  end. 


4  "Who  lean  on  him, from  strength  to  strength, 
From  light  to  light  shall  onward  move, 
Till  thro'  the  grave  they  pass  at  length, 
To  sing  on  high  his  saving  love. 


38 


L.     M. 


1  LORD,  what  a  heav'n  of  saving  grace. 
Shines  thro'  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame! 
Lord, how  wc  love  thy  charming  name! 


2  When  I  can  say  my  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  feci  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet. 
And  all  that  earth  calls  good  or  great. 


3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  soul  employs, 
Here  wc  could  sit  and  gaze  away 
A  long,  nn  cvcrlastinir  d:;v. 


Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 
To  the  fair  coasts  of  perfect  light; 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 


5  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land; 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 
A  glimpse  of  love,  a  glimpse  of  thee. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


15 


ORIEL.       L.       M. 


1  Be    still  I    be   still!    for    all      a -round,   On    ei  -  tlier   hand    is   ho  -  ly  ground, 


■^Mpfi^pp 


s:~ 


^F 


p-p: 


"'Til 
Here   in     his    house,    the    Lord      to  -  day    Will   list  -  en,   while  his    peo  -  p!c    pray. 


Sgiiiiip 


39 


L.    M. 


2  Thou,  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  care, 
Ready  to  sink  with  deep  despair, 
Here  ask  relief,  with  heart  sincere, 
And  thou  shalt  find  that  God  is  here. 


3  Thou  who  hast  laid  within  the  grave, 
Tho^e  whom  thou  hadst  no  power  to  save, 
Now  to  the  mercy-seat  draw  near. 
With  all  thy  woes,  for  God  is  here. 

4  Thou  who  hast  dear  ones  far  away, 
In  foreign  lands  'mid  ocean's  spray, 
Pray  for  them  now  and  dry  the  tear. 
And  trust  the  God  who  listens  here. 


Thou  who  art  mourning  o'er  thy  sin, 
Deploring  guile  that  reigns  within, 
The  God  of  peace  is  ever  near; 
The  troubled  spirit  meets  him  here. 


40 


L.    31 


1  GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim; 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  m}'  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name. 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God! 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  tics, 
Thy  son,  thy  servant, bought  v>ith  blood, 

3  "With  ready  feet  I  love  t'  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face, 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there. 
And  felt  the  power  of  Sov'rcign  grace. 

4  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

AV'hile  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  pniise, 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
Throughout  the  remnant  of  my  days.    . 


16 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


P.ROWN.       C.       M. 


1  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to   hear  My  friends  de-vout-ly  say,        In      Zi  -  on   let  us 

2  I  loye  her  gates,  I  love  the  road,  The  church  adorn'd  with  grace,  Stands  like  a  pal-lace 


-m-  -«   -m-  -m- 


all    ap-pear,    And  keep  the  solemn 
built  for  God,    To  show  his  mild-er 


41  c.    M. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  jo3's  imkuown, 
The  holy  tribes  repair; 


The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints, 

And  with  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints: 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains: 
There  my  best  friends, my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Savior  reigns. 


LEXOX.       II.      M 

I 


•y  ^  r     ^  _^-  _^-  *  ^    ^    ^ 

1  Join  all  the  glorious  names  Of  wisdom,  love,  end  power.  That  ever  mortals  knew,  That  angels  ever  bore  : 

2  Great  Prophet  ot  my  God,  My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name:  By  thee  the  joyful  news  Of  oui  salvation  came: 


^1^" 


All   aro  tf)o  mean  to  speak  his  worth.  Too  mean    to  set  my   Savior  forth,    Too  mean  to  sft   my   Sav  -  i(>r   forth. 
The  joyful  news  ofsin«  forgiveti—  01  hell  subdu'd,  and  peace  with  heaven,  Of  hell  subdu'd  and  peace  with  heaven. 


t4-  -^ 

I — S" 


^i$IP^iili|lsilli=^^^^«^^ 


42 


H.     M. 


r'  r" 


m^ 


Ee  thou  my  counselor, 
y\y  pattern  and  my  guide; 

And  through  this  desert  land, 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side; 

0  let  my  feet  ne"er  run  astray, 


4  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice,  5  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death. 

His  watcliful  eyes  shall  keep  And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 

l\Iy  wandering  soul  among  Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
The  thousands  of  his  sheep:  Of  rage  and  mischiel  on; 

lie  feeds  his  Hock, he  calls  their  names,  I  shall  be  safe,  for  Christ  displays 


Nor  rove,  nor  seek  the  crooked  way.     His  bosom  bears  the  tender  lambs 


Superior  power,  and  guardian  grace 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


17 


HAMBUKG. 


M. 


fS^mt 


m 


0    -s 

1  Dear  Lord,  how  wondrous 


-C. 


thy     love    To  such  un-wor-thy  worms  as  we! 


-^— ^ — (♦— 


^*-^:k-: 


^ M  —  M-L^-M^L. ^-M 


Thou  hast  scut  down  the  heav'n  -  ly  Dove 

,3  L.    M 

We  that  were  doom'd  to  woe  and  pain, 

Expos'd  to  death  of  ev'ry  kind, 
Through  Jesus  Christ  the  Lamb  once  slain 

Do  life,  and  peace,  and  pardon  find. 
Shall  we  forget  our  Savior's  grace, 

Who  diedlo  save  our  guilt}'  souls! 
And  bring  us  to  his  Father's  face. 

Where  endless  i)eace  and  pleasure  rolls 

ST.  THOMAS.       S.      M. 


-p; 

To   set  our  souls    at 


-  f -•-    -F    -P-     -e-    -P-   -|»-    -f-    -^--i         -P--^-^    ^ 

E^E^p£L^F:FiEEEyipEPiFt"EflEEEU 

Forbid,  O  Lord,  each  wand'ring  thought, 

May  Christ  be  all  in  our  esteem; 
Let  earthly  things  be  all  forgot. 

And  counted  loss  compared  with  him. 
Lord  Jesus!  make  us  bear  in  mind 

Thy  rich,  thy  pure  redeeming  love, 
Till  we  shall  be  forever  join'd 

With  those  that  sing  thy  praise  above. 


1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs  To   an    im  -  mor  -  tal  tune;  Let  the  wide  earth  re- 


^_^_1_^_J 1 1_  _. ^^^. 

sound  the  deeds  Ce-lcs-tial  grace  has  done. 


S.     M. 


-^— ^r-<' 


L4 

2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 
His  chief  Beloved  chose, 


And  bid  him  raise  our  ruin'd  race 

From  their  abyss  of  woes, 
Ilis  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

No  terror  clothes  his  brow. 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 

To  fiercer  flames  below 
'T  was  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down 

To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 
Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease; 
Bow  to  the  scepter  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offcrd  peace. 


18 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


WOODLAND. 


-#7 


1  Be-liold  the  glo-ries   of  the  Lamb, 


~    B- 
mid   his  Father's  throne! 


Pre-pare  new 


O  0  0       O       9       O'O' 


honors  for  his  name,  Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name,  And  songs  before  unknown. 


^^^mmWM 


Pzif^-pzi^-irM 


45 


C.    M. 


2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet. 

The  Church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet. 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  saints. 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise: 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints. 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free — 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 


46 


C.    M. 


1  COME,  heav'nly  love,  inspire  my  song. 

With  thy  immortal  tiame; 
And  teach  my  heart  aild  teach  my  tongue 
The  Savior's  lovely  name. 

2  The  Savior!  O  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound! 
Its  influence  ev'ry  fear  disarms. 
And  spreads  sweet  comforts  round. 

3  Here  pardon,  life  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  etlusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  dreadful  woe. 

4  God,s  only  Son — stupendous  grace! — 

Forsook  his  throne  above, 
And  swift  to  save  our  wretched  race, 
He  flew  on  wings  of  love. 


5  O,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 
Of  bliss  a  boundless  store! 
Dear  Savior,  let  me  call  thee  mine. 
I  can  not  wish  for  more. 

47  C.     M. 

1  COME,  let  us  all  unite  to  praise 

The  Savior  of  mankind! 
Our  thankful  hearts  in  solemn  lays 
Be  with  our  voices  join'd. 

2  But  how  shall  dust  his  worth  declare, 

AVhen  angels  try  in  vain! 
Their  faces  vail  when  they  appear 
Before  the  Son  of  Man. 

3  O  Lord,  we  can  not  silent  be; 

By  love  we  are  constrain'd 
To  ofi:er  our  best  thanks  to  thee — 
Our  Savior  and  our  Friend. 

4  Though  feeble  are  our  best  essays, 

Thy  love  will  not  despise 
Our  grateful  song  of  humble  praise — 
Our  well-meant  sacrifice. 

5  Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  show, 

And  spread  abroad  thy  fame: 
Let  ev'ry  heart  with  praise  o'erflow, 
And  bless  thy  sacred  name! 

DOXOLOGY.     C.     M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Our  God,  whom  we  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


DUKE  STREET. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

M. 


19 


mm^^i^^&B. 


1  From   all  who  dwell  be  -  low  the   fckics,  Let   the   Crc  -  a  -  tor's  pniissc  a  -  rise, 

2  E  -  tcr  -  nal  arc  tby   mer-cies,    Lord;  E  -  ter  -  Dal   truth   at  -  tends  thy  word; 


mmmi 


~i 


^^m^^jm^MwM^M^m 


Let  the   lie  • 
Tby  praise  sbi 


1 — F-     . 

decm-er's   name    be     sung  Thro'  cv' -  ry    land, 
ill  sound  from  shore  to  shore,  Till  suns  shall   rise 


by 
and 


cv'  -  ry  tongue. 
set  no  more. 

I 


18  L-     M. 

\our  lofly  themes,  ye  mortals,  bnug; 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing; 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Savior's  name. 

GREENVILLE.       8s.  &  7s. 


In  cv'ry  land  begin  the  song; 
To  cv'ry  land  the  strains  belong; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise. 
And  fill  the  wa^rld  with  loudest  praise. 


/ — s     Pine. 


!  i       i  !  II  '^ 

1  Conic  thou  Fount  of  cv'  -  ry  blessing.  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  tliy  grace;  I 

Streamp  of  nier-cy,   nev  -  cr   ceasing.  Call  for  pongs  of  loudest  praise;  f  Teach  me  6cme  n;e  -  lo  -  dicus 
D.  C.     Traise  the  mount— 0  fix   me   on    it,   Mount  of  Gode  unchanging  love. 

^  -^  I   ,       !   I 


we^^^w-^ 


:r 


D.   C. 


foD  -  net,   Sling  tv      flam  -  ing   tongues  a  -l>ove; 


L9 


8s.  &  7s. 

2  Here  T  rai"^©  my  Ebenezer; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  rome  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home  ; 


.Te^us  KUght  me  •when  a  stranger, 
Wandering  from  the  fold  ot  God: 

He,  to  save  my  foul  from  danger, 
Inteipised  his  precious  bJood. 


0.  to  grace' bow  great  a  debtor 

Daily  Em  c<  nstrained  to)ie! 
Let  that  grace.  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  hf-art  to  thee, 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it; 

Prone  lo  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 
Here'R  my  heurt ;  Lonl,  take  and  ecsl  it 

!Seal  it  for  thv  courts  above. 


20 


nEAVENLY  rORTIOX. 


GOD.- 

S.      M. 


-HIS  BEING 


the     Lord,      my    soul,     His     grace 


iMgf£ii=f 


1  o 

■r- 


bless 


-♦-— ^-1 


my 


h 

thee 


pro  -  claim; 


Aad     all      that       is      with  - 


me,    jom 


?o 


bless 


T' 
his 


F — .-   II 

50  S.    M. 

z  0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
His  mercies  bear  in  mind; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits — 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 
3  He  will  not  always  chide; 
He  will  with  patience  wait; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise 
And  ready  to  abate. 

EVAN.       C.       M. 


4  The  Lord  forgives'  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath; 
He  healcth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole 
AVhose  loving  kindness  crowns  thy  day 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  I 


While  thee  I  seel. 


tinG 


J^bl4 


m-(-e- 


protecting  pow'r,  Be 

F"F-r4r 


my  vain  wishes  still'd:  And  may  this  con-se- 


-k 

■■t\ 


crat-eJ  Lour  With    bct-ter  Lopes  be  fiUM. 


•-P 


p 

51  C.    M. 

2  Thy  love  the  pow'r  of  thought  bestow'U 
To  thee  my  thoughts  woiikl  soar; 


Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  llowM: 

That  mercy  1  adore- 
In  each  event  of  life  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 

Oecause  couferr'd  by  thee. 
In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 

Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 
When  gladness  wings  mv  favorM  hour. 

Thy  "love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lot\'r, 

My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


21 


DS6IRE 


mmmmi 


'&M 


wor-sbi|>   tit 
is    the  llciid- 


E  -  man  -  uel's  feet;    Be  -  hold   in   him  what  wonders  meet! 
-each  member  lives,  And  owns  the   vi  -  tal  power  he  gives, 

I     I 


words  are    too    fee 
The  saints   be  -  low 


to     ex 
saints  u • 


press  His  worth,  his   glo 
bovc,  Joined  by  his    spir 


or 
and 


his   grace, 
his    love. 


'6  He  is  the  vine— his  hcav'nlv  root  ^  He  is  the  Sun  of  righteousness, 


L.    M. 

He  is  the  vine — his  hcav'niv  root 

Supplies  each  branch  with  life  and  fruit; 

(>!  may  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ,  the  living  Vine 

He  is  the  rock — how  tirm  he  i)roves! 

The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves; 

liut  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  How, 

Attend  us  all  the  journey  through. 

BALEKMA.       C.       M. 


0  He  is  the  Sun  of  righteousness, 
DilVusing  light,  and  joy,  and  peace; 
AVhat  healing  in  his  beams  appears, 
To  chase  our  clouds  and  dry  our  tears! 

6  Yet  faintly  to  us  mortals  here. 
His  glory,  grace,  and  worth  appear; 
His  beauties  we  shall  clearly  trace, 
When  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 


was  born  To  bear  the  gospel's  sound — That  I  was  born  to 


5-4' 


-f-  -* — m 1-1 — '—0 I — I — ^— ri — n—rr  The  line?  are  fallen  unto  me 


be   bap-tizM,    And  bred  on    ho  -  ly  ground. 


^^i 


53  c.    M.  ^ 

2  That  I  ira«  hre>l  where  0<m1  appears 
With  tokeua  of  bis  grace; 


■^^stti 


=mMm 


The  line?  are  fallen  unto  me 
lu  a  meet  jilea^ant  place. 

,"  Blest  he  m.v  God  for  what  I  Be«, 
My  God  for  what  I  liear; 
I  hear  such  Mesfcd  news  from  heav'n, 
fvot  earih  nor  hell  I  lear. 

4  I  hear  m^y  T^rd  for  ire  was  born, 

My  Lord  for  me  did  die  ; 

My  Lord  fur  mo  did  ripe  again, 

And  did  aFrend  on  high. 

5  On  hiph  ho  sfandf  to  plead  my  cauF*, 

And  will  return  acain. 
And  »'ot  nio  on  a  pIoriooB  throne, 
And  I  with  him  shall  reign. 


CROSS  AND  CROWN. 


GOD  -Ills  BEING 

C.      M. 


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0  .God 


on  thee  we  all  de  -  pead,  Oq   tliy 


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pa-ter-nal 


care;    Thou  wilt  the  Father 


■^.^- 


S-_^ 


C.    M. 

2  With  open  hand  and  lib'ral  heart, 

Thou  wilt  oiir  wants  supply; 
The  needful  blessings  still  impart, 
And  no  good  thing  deny. 

3  Our  Father  knows  what's  good  and  fit, 

And  wisdom  guides  his  love; 
To  thine  appointments  we  submit, 
And  evVy  choice  approve. 

4  In  thy  paternal  love  and  care, 

With  cheerful  hearts  we  trust; 

Thy  tender  mercies  boundless  are, 

And  all  thy  thoughts  are  just 

6  We  cannot  want  while  God  provides  : 

What  he  ordains,  is  best: 


Mmwii^^^^^ 


And  heav'n  whate'erwe  wmt  besides, 
Will  give  eternal  rest. 

0.     M. 

1  WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  sui  veys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumber'd  comfurts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow'd. 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran. 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousan<l  thousand  precious  gifta 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  loa.st  a  cheerful  heart. 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  uf  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 
And  after  ('eath  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thoa 

A  gratelul  song  I'll  raise. 
But  0,  eternity's  too  short, 
To  utter  all  thy  praise! 


KILBURN.      I 


M. 

.l_iSI. 


__       .      _  __  ^#"    -O        -Q- 


'O         O' 

1  My  God,  my  King,  thy   va-riaus  praise  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days; 

Thy  grace  cm-ploy  my  hum  -  ble  tongue.  Till  death  and    glo  -  ry  raise  the  song. 


-±    I 


I   M 


s^L^ngiiPiB 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


23 


56 

3 


L.    M. 


The  wiugs  of  ev'ry  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thuukful  tribute  to  thine  ear, 
And  ev'ry  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duly  done  for  thee. 
Thy  truth  and  justice  111  proclaim; 
Thy  bounty  tlows,  an  endless  stream; 
Thy  mercy  swift,  thine  anger  slow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 
But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds? 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 


57 


L.    M. 


1  BLESS,  O  ray  soul  the  living  God; 
Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad; 
Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  join. 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 


2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise; 
Why  should  ungrateful  silence  hide 
The  blessings  which  his  hands  provide? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done; 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  our  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels- 
Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  lives  from  threat'ning  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd,  his  pow'r  repairs; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years; 
He  tills  our  store  with  ev'ry  good, 

And  feeds  our  souls  with  heav'nly  food. 

6  He  sees  th'  oppressor  and  th'  oppress'd. 
And  often  gives  the  sufTrer  rest; 

But  will  his  justice  more  display, 
In  the  last  great  rewarding  day. 


JUNIATA. 


1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sane 


work  be-gun,  When  he 


mmmmm 


58  7s. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn. 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born: 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heav'n  and  earth  must  pass  away, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  the  day; 
God  will  make  new  heav'nsand  earth. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 


Heav'n  with  hal-le-lu-jahsrang  When  Jehovah's 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb. 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come? 
No!  the  church  delights  to  raise. 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice. 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice; 
Learning  here  by  faith  and  love. 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death; 
Then  amidst  eternal  joy. 
Songs  of  praise  their  pow'rs  employ! 

DOXOLOGY. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heav'nly  host. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


24 


NETTLETON.      8s.  &  7s. 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


1  Loxd, 
For 
D.  C 


l_ l_        l__  _| Fine. 


with  glow-ing  heart  I'd  praise  thee   For  the  bliss  thy  love   be -stows;  \ 
the  pard'niDg  grace  that  saves  me,    And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows:  f 
light  the  flame,  or  nev  -  er  Can    my  love  be  warm'd  to  praise. 


I  I  1       J I  J         ^  I  I  I  1  D.C. 

znzz — ♦'-Pc^^^-  ^F^ — r—  f-  -^ ^^' —  ♦'-  h-o-  F-»— ■^—  I 


Help,   O  God,   my  weak  en  -  deav  -  or;  This  dull  soul   to  rapt  -  ure  raise;  Thou  must 

ili 


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59  8s.  &  7s. 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

AVretched  wand'rer,  far  astray! 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away: 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear 

LABAN.      S.      M. 


Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express: 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling, 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  pray'r  to  bless; 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  frame  within  me  raise: 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure. 

Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 


1  Come  ye,  that  love  the  Lord,  And  let  yom- joys  be  known;  Join  in    a  song  witli 

-m  -m-  -m-   -(Q     ,^    ^ 


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sweet  accord,  While  ye  surround  his  throne. 


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60  s.   M. 

2  Lot  tliose  refijse  tObing, 

That  never  knew  our  God  ; 


But  servants  of  the  heav'nly  King 
May  ►peak  tlieir  joyp  abroad. 

3  The  God  that  rules  cm  high. 

That  all  the  earth  surveys  ; 

That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 

And  calms  tlie  roaring  seas. 

4  This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love; 
He  will  send  down  his  beav'nly  pow'rs, 
To  carry  us  above. 

5  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
Celestial  Iruitson  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 
G  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry; 
We're  marching  through  Trnmaouel's  ground. 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


ATTKIBITES. 


25 


EETliEAT.       L.       M. 


1  A  -  way  from  eve 

-«      -m-  -m- 


^-^*5.__V^    I 


A  -  way  from  earth  our  souls  re-treat ; 


mor-tal  care, 

-m-  -m-  -«- 


.— '!^— ^- 


We  leave  this   low  -  er  world  a  -  far,    And  wait   and     wor-ship  near  thy  seat. 


61 


L.     M. 


Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  gi-ace, 
We  see  thy  feet,  and  we  adore; 

We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  pow'r. 


62 


L     M. 


ETERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God; 
Infinite  lengths,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 


3  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn,     2  Thee,  while  the  first  archangel  sings, 
United  groans  ascend  on  high;  i      He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings; 

And  prayer  bears  a  quick  return  j      And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around, 

Of  blessings  from  beyond  the  sky.  j      Fall  worshiping,  and  spread  the  ground. 


4  If  Satan's  rage  and  sin  grows  strong. 

Here  we  receive  somje  cheering  word; 
We  gird  the  gospel  armor  on, 
To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord 

5  Or  if  our  spirit  faints  and  dies 

(Our  conscience galVdwith  inward  stings,) 
Here  doth  the  righteous  Sun  arise, 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings. 

6  Father,  my  soul  would  still  abide 

Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side  ; 
But  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

DOXOLOGY. 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below, 

Praise  him  above  ye  heavenly  host. 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too; 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry. 
The  Great,  the  Holy  and  the  High! 

4  Earth  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  wormshave  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name; 
But  O,  the  /ilories  of  thy  mind, 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  ia  heav'n,  and  men  below; 

Be  short  our  tunes — our  words  but  few! 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

DOXOLOGY. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 


26 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


HEBER. 


M. 


How '  great, 
O     may 


how   sol  • 
we     feel 


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felt,    When  pain'd  and  griev'd   at  heart, 

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iv  -  ing,    melt  -  ing  look.   Re  -  liev'd 

I ^ 

C.     M 

8  Let  grace  which  then  was  exercis'd, 
Be  exercis'd  again ; 
And  nurtur'd  by  celestial  pow'r, 
In  exercise  remain. 
4  Awake  our  love,  our  fear,  our  hope, 
Wake  fortitude  and  joy; 
Vain  world,  be  gone;  let  things  above 
Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 

ARIEL.       C.       P.      M. 


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5  While  thee  our  Savior  and  our  Lord, 
To  all  around  we  own, 

Drive  each  rebellious  rival  lust, 
Each  traitor  from  thy  throne. 

6  Instruct  our  minds,  our  wills  subdue, 
To  heav'n  our  passions  raise; 

That  hence  our  lives,  our  all,  may  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praise. 


1  The    fes  -  tal  morn,  my 


God,     is 


come.  That  calls  me  to  thy  hallow'd  dome, 


>>-,->> — , 


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AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


steps  thy  courts  ascend,  And  tread  the 

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sa-cred  floor,  And  tread  the  sa  -  cred  floor, 


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64  ^-   P-    M. 

-  With  joy  shall  I  behold  the  day, 
That  calls  my  thirsting  soul  away 

To  dwell  among  the  blest! 
For  lo!  my  great  Redeemer's  powder 
Unfolds  the" everlasting  door, 

And  leads  me  to  his  rest. 
8  E'en  now,  to  my  expecting  eyes 

The  heav'n-built  towers  of  Salem  rise; 

E'en  now,  with  glad  survey, 
I  view  her  mansions  that  contain 
The  angel  forms,  a  beauteous  train, 

Ana  shine  with  cloudless  day. 

ELKHART.       C.       M. 

1  Thou  dear  Re  -  deem  -  er 


■(-- 


Hither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo!  the  redeemed  of  God  ascend, 

Their  tribute  hither  bring; 
Here,  crowned  with  everlasting  joy. 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tougues  employ, 

And  hail  th'  Immortal  King. 
Let  me,  blest  seat,  my  name  behold 
Among  thy  citizens  enrolled — 

In  thee  forever  dwell; 
Let  charity  my  steps  attend. 
My  sole  companion  and  my  friend, 

And  faith  and  hope  farewell. 


Xo    mu    -    sic's    like    thy     charm  -  ing  name.   Nor    half    so    sweet    can     be. 


65 


C.    M. 
O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice. 

In  mercy  to  us  speak: 
And  in  our  Priest  we  wMll  rejoice, 

Thou  great  Melchisedek. 
Our  savior  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay. 
We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

When  all  things  else  decay. 


1 ^ 1  I 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud. 
With  all  the  favor'd  throng. 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud. 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 
DOXOLOGY.     C.    M. 
Let  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord, 


28 


FEDERAL  STliEET. 


L. 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 

M. 


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1  Hail' to  the   Prince  of   Life  and    Peace,  Who  holds  the  keys  of  death   and   hell;  The  spa-cious  world   u 
u  shame  and  an  -  guish  ouce  he   died;    Lut  now  he  lives   for     ev  -  er  more;   Bow  down  je  saiutf,  a- 


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seen  is    his,  and  sov-'reign  pow'r  be-comeshim  well, 
round  his  seat,  And  all  ye    an  -  gel    bands  a  -  dore. 


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66  L.     M. 

3  Live,  live  forever,  glorious  Lord, 

To  crush  thy  foes  and  guard  thy  friends, 
While  all  thy  chosen  tribes  rejoice, 
That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 

4  Worthy  thy  hand  to  hold  the  keys, 

Guided  by  wisdom  and  by  love; 
Worthy  to  rule  our  mortal  lives. 
O'er  worlds  below  and  worlds  above. 


DUNDEE. 


I   love    to  sing  its  worth  ;  It  sounds  like  music 
,  Who  died  to    set  me  free  ;    It  tells  me   of     his 


riir.diE-d-i-l£g=p:F_ts-Fi 


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in  mine  ear.    The  sweet-est  name  on  earth 
pre-cious  blood,  The  sin-ner's  per-fect  plea 


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67  C.    M. 

3  It  tells  of  One  whose  loving  heart 
Can  feel  my  smallest  woe: 
Who  in  each  sorrow  bears  a  part 
That  none  can  bear  below. 


4  Jesus!  the  name  I  love  so  well. 
The  name  I  love  to  hear! 
No  saint  on  earth  its  worth  can  tell. 
No  heart  conceive  hovv'  dear. 


5  This  name  shall  spread  its  fragrance  still 
Along  this  thorny  road — 
Shall  sweetly  smooth  the  rugged  hill 
That  leads  me  up  to  God: 


6  And  there,  with  all  the  blood-bought  throng, 
From  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
ril  sing  the  new  eternal  song 
Of  Jesus'  love  to  me. 


STATE  STKKET.       S. 


AND 
M. 


ATTRIBUTE: 


iilpSii 


o  #:i7n 


DO   ~0' 


Awake,  and  sing  the  song  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb 


68 


i^  _  u     ^  !     :^  L_  LI—LI I rz 

S.    M. 
Sing  of  his  dying  love, 

Sing  of  his' rising  power; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 

For  us,  whose  sins  he  bore. 
Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue; 
Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

EYEXIXG  PRAYER.      8S.  &  7s. 


5  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 
"Ye  blessed  children,  cornel" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 


I  1 

z:z:i~_'i;rr 


1  Sav  -  ior,     I      do     feel    thy  mer  -  it.    Sprinkled  with  re  -  deem-ing  love; 
'2     1     am    safe    and      I      am    hap  -  py  AVhile   in   thy  dear  arms   1     lie; 


'm-^^:0k 


■f- 


I       i^  r  r^ 


And   my   wea  -  ry    troub  -  led  spir  -  it 
Sin   anU     Sa  -  tan    can  -  not    hurt   me, 


Now  finds  rest     in    thee,    my     God. 
When   the    Sav  -  ior       is       so     nigh. 


8s.  (S:  Ts.  _  ^,  .  .  .      .      ,. 


69  8s.  &  vs. 

II  Now  ril  sing  of  Jesu.s'  merit, 

Tel!  the  world  of  his  dear  name 
That  if  an}-  want  his  Spirit, 
He  is  still  the  very  same: 
4  lie  that  asketh,  soon  receiveth, 
He  that  seeks  is  sure  to  find. 
Come,  for  whosoe'er  believeth, 
He  will  never  cast  behind. 


0  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleading; 
"With  his  father  and  our  God: 
Now  for  u§  he's  interceding. 
As  the  i)urchase  of  his  blood: 

G  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praying. 
Father,  save  them,  I  have  died: 
And  the  Father  answers;  saying, 
They  are  freely  justified. 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


MASON  S  CHANT.       C.       M. 


1    O'for    a   thousand  tongues  to  sing,    My   dear  Redeemer's  praise,  The  glo-ries  of 


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my  God  and  King,  The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 


70  c.   M. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  that   calms   our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease; 
'T  is  music  to  the  sinners  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 


He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  reigning  sin, 

He  sets  the pris'ners free; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean! 

His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 


He  speaks,  and  list'ning  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive; 
The  mournful  broken  hearts  rejoice, 

The  humble  poor  believe. 

Hear  him,  ye  deaf!  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 
Your  loosen'd  tongues  employ: 

Ye  blind,  behold  your  Savior  come, 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 


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1    Now  be-gin  the  heav'niy  theme  ;  Sing  a-loud   in   Je  -  sus    name 

Ye  who  his   eal-va-tion  prove,  Triumph  in   ro-deera-in:?    love. 

D,   C.  As  to  Ca-naau    on   ye  move,  Praise  and  bleas  reilfeming  love. 


Ye   who  see  the    Fa-ther's    grace 
Beaming  in  the   Sav-ior's    lace. 


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3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears, 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove. 
Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome,  all  by  sin  opprcss'd, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest. 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 


5  Hither,  then,  j'our  music  bring; 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string; 
Mortals,  join  the  host  above — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 


72 


1  CHH^DREN  of  the  heav'niy  King, 
As  yc  journey  sweetly  sing: 
Sing  your  Savior's  worthy  praise. 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 


AND 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now — and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  tlock,  and  blest; 
You  on' Jesus'  throne  shall  rest: 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared — 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

LOVING  KINDNESS.       L.       M. 


ATTRIBUTES. 

)      4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 
5  Lord  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


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73  L.    M. 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  by  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all; 
He  sav'd  me  from  ray  lost  estate. 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  great! 

3  Though  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes. 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving  kindness,  O  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  good! 


I  often  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot. 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  pow'rs  must  fail; 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath. 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death. 

Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 


33 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


ZEBULOX.       II.      M. 


1  C^me  ev'  -  ry    pi-ous  heart,  That  loves  the  Sav-ior's  name,  Your  no-blest  pow'rs  exert, 

2  He  left  his   star-ry  crown,  And  laid  his  robes  a-  side;    On  wings  of  love  came  down, 


(9- 


To  ccl-e-brate  his  fame  ;  Tell  all  above  and   all  be  -low,  The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 
\nd  wept,andbled,and  died:  What  he  endur'd,0  who  can  tell, To  save  our  souls  from^leath  and  hell! 

EEFE^ZBFMHE^i=Et=^? 


74  H.    M. 

J3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose 

The  mansion  of  the  dead; 

And  thence  his  mighty  foes, 

In  glorious  triumph  led: 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conq'ror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high  the  Son  of  God. 

LUTON.       L.       M. 


b_-o:d:cd 


4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love, 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve: 
Our  hearts — our  all  to  thee  we  give; 
The  gift,  though  small,  do  thou  receive. 


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1  Now  shall  our  hearts  with  pleasure  raise   To    our    dear  Lord   a      song      of    praise; 

2  With   pitying   eyes   he  view'd  our  case,  And  came  to    save   our     ru  -  in'd    race; 


We'll  sing   his  love,    his   good-ness   tell,    Our     Sav  -  ior      hath  done    all  things  well. 
He   conquer'd   sin    and   death   and  hell,    Our     Je  -  sus      hath    done   all  things   well. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


S3 


75  L.    M. 

3  His  work  how  great,  his  phm  how  vast! 
But  when  it  all  appears  at  last, 

It  will  our  highest  praise  excel, 
For  Jesus  will  do  all  things  well. 

4  When  the  creation  is  restored. 
And  God  shall  be  by  all  ador'd, 
How  loudly  will  the  triumph  swell, 
Our  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  Mell. 

5  Sin,  death  and  hell,  will  Christ  destroy, 
And  till  the  universe  with  joy; 

His  love  shall  then  each  voice  compel 
To  cry — he  has  done  all  things  well. 

6  All  creatures  then  as  one  shall  join 
To  shout  aloud  his  praise  divine — 
As  sacred  prophecies  foretell — 

And  sav — he  hath  done  all  things  well. 

76  '  L     M. 

1  SAVIOR  of  men,  we  bless  thy  name. 

For  thou  art  good  forever  more; 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace  we  would  proclaim, 
And  thine  eternal  love  adore. 

2  Thy  glory  shall  for  ever  stand, 

Thy  truth  remains  both  firm  and  sure; 
Our  souls  we  venture  in  thine  hand, 
And  there  we  know  we  are  secure. 

3  Though  troubles  come  and  sorrows  rise, 

"NVe^will  not  fear  for  God's  our  aid; 
111  tidings  can  not  those  surprise, 
Who  are  upon  Jehovah  stay'd. 

DOWNS.       C.       M. 


4  Glory  to  Christ,  our  faithful  friend; 

He  is  the  Lord  whom  angels  fear; 
On  him  we  always  would  depend, 
And  in  his  righteousness  appear. 

5  We  love  the  Lord  our  God  most  high — 

His  grace  demands  our  noblest  song; 
All  praise  to  Christ  who  came  to  die, 
To  him  all  glory  doth  belong. 
77  L     M. 

1  OF  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve: 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and,  lo,  't  is  given  ! 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven; 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole, 

3  To  ?hame  our  sin,  he  blushed  in  blood, 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God; 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'T  is  thee  I  love;  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan: 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love, 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry. 

Ah  I  who  ascainst  thy  charms  is  proof? 
Ah  I  who  that  loves  can  love  enough? 


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1  Let  us,  the  sheep  by  Jesus  nam'd.  Our  Shepherd's  mercy  bless;  Let  us,  whom  Jesus 

2  Not  un  -  to     us,    to   thee    a -lone,  Be  praise  and  glo-rygiv'n;  Here  shall  thy  prais- 


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hath  redeemM,  Show  forth  our  thankfulness, 
es    be  begun,    But  carried   on    in  heav'n. 


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C.    M. 

The  hosts  of  spirits  now  with  thee, 

Eternal  anthems  sing. 
To  imitate  them  here,  lol  we 

Our  hallelujahs  bring. 
Had  we  our  tongues  like  them  inspired, 

Like  theirs  our  songs  should  rise. 
Like  them  we  never  should  be  tir'd, 

But  love  and  sacrifice. 
Till  we  this  vail  of  flesh  lay  down, 

Accept  our  weaker  lays; 
And  when.  O  Lord,  we  reach  thy  throne. 

We'll  join  thy  nobler  praise. 


34 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


STATE   STKEET.      S.      M. 


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1  Lord  at  thy   sacred  feet,   Joy-ful  would  we  appear 
2  We   come  to  worship  thee,  For  thou  art  God  a  -  lone 


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temple  meet.  To  see  thy 
bend  the  knee  Before  thy 


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ry  here, 
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79  s.    M. 

3  Thy  word  is  our  delight, 

Thy  truth  will  make  us  free! 
'T  is  from  thyself  a  heav'nly  light, 
It  leads  our  souls  to  thee. 


With-in  thy  earth-ly 
In  humble  pray'r  to 


4  Thy  goodness  we  behold. 

While  in  thy  presence,  Lord; 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  truth  unf old- 
The  treasures  of  thy  word. 

5  In  all  our  meetings  here, 

Our  souls  are  blessed  with  good; 
Thou  wilt  to  w^aiting  minds  be  near, 
And  give  thy  children  food. 

6  So  will  we  render  praise 

To  thee,  the  God  of  love; 
With  pleasure  walk  in  all  thy  ways, 
Till  we  shall  meet  above. 


BACA.       L.       M. 


80 


1  Lord,  how  de-light-ful 'tis  to    see    A  whole  as-sem-bly  wor-ship  thee;  At  once  they 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go;  'T  is  like  a  dawn  of  heav'n  below;  Not  all  that 

3  0,  write  upon  my  mem'ry,  Lord,  The  truths  and  precepts  of  thy  word,  That  I  may 


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sing, at  once  theypray  ;Theyhear  of  heav'n, and  learnthe  way,Theyhearof  heav'n  and  learn  theway. 

careless  sinners  say.  Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day,  Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 
break  thy  laws  no  more,  But  love  thee  better  than  before.    But  love  thee  better  than  before. 


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AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


35 


1  Once  more 

2  Fa  -  ther, 


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wc   come    be  -  fore     our    God,   Once  more  his   bless  -  ing    ask; 
thy    quick'ning    Spir  -  it     send  From  heav'n  in    Je  -  sus'  name, 

I  ^       -P-        P-      P-    -P- 


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O     may      not 
To  make     our 


du  -  ty     seem      a     load,     Nor     wor-ship    prove     a       task, 
wait  -  ing  minds     at  -  tend,   And     put    our    suuls     in     frame. 


C.    M. 

May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 
Each  in  an  honest  heart; 


Hoard  up  the  precious  treasures  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  To  seek  thee,  all  our  hearts  dispose, 
To  each  thy  blessings  suit, 
And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows 
Produce  a  copious  fruit. 

2  L.    M. 

now  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

My  soul  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God  I  my  King!  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee! 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  tind  the  way  to  Zions  gate; 
God  is  their  strength,  and  thro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  God. 


5  Bid  the  refreshing  north  wind  wake, 

Say  to  the  south  wind,  blow; 
Let  cv'ry  plant  the  pow'r  partake. 
And  all  the  garden  grow. 

6  Revive  the  parch'd  with  heav'nly  show'rs, 

The  cold  with  warmth  divine; 
And  as  \h2  benefit  is  ours, 
Be  all  the  glory  thine. 

83  L.    M. 

1  O  THOU,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time. 

The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  songs  sublime. 
And  prophets  prais'd  with  glowing  tongue. 

2  Xot  now  on  Zion's  hight  alone 

Thy  favored  worshiper  may  dwell. 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat,  weary,  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  cv'ry  plac?  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  pray'r. 
The  incense  of  the  heart,  may  rise 
To  heav'n,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  O  thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time. 

The  lyre  of  prophet  bards  was  strung. 
To  thee,  at  Inst,  in  ev'ry  clime, 
Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 


36 


GOD. -HIS  BEING 


WORSHIP. 


M. 


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1  I     love    to  seethe  Lord  below;  His  cliurcli  displays  his  grace;  But  upper  worlds  hi 

2  1     love   to    wor-ship  at  his  feet,  Though  siu  annoy  me  there;  But  saints,  exalted 


And  view  him  face   to   face 
Have  no  as-saults   to  fear, 

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g'o-ry  know, 
near  his  seat, 


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84 


C.    M. 


3  I  l6ve  to  meet  him  in  bis  court, 

And  taste  his  heav'nly  love; 
But  still  his  visits  seem  too  short, 
Or  I  too  soon  remove. 

4  He  shines,  and  I  am  all  delight; 

He  hides,  and  all  is  pain; 
When  will  he  fix  me  in  his  sight, 
And  ne'er  depart  again. 

5  O  Lord,  I  love  thy  service  now; 

Thy  church  displays  thy  power, 
But  .soon  in  heav'n  I  hope  to  bow, 
And  praise  thee  evermore. 


C.    M. 


PIERE  cares  and  angry  passions  cease, 

For  saints  together  meet 
To  spend  an  hour  of  prayer  and  praise 

At  their  Redeemer's  feet. 

3  No  sculptured  wonders  meet  the  sight, 
Nor  pictured  saints  appear, 
Nor  storied  window's  gorgeous  light — 
For  God  himself  is  here. 

3  And  here  are  comrades  in  the  war, 

With  Satan  and  with  sin. 
Who  now  in  God's  own  favor  share, 
And  soon  their  heav'n  will  win. 

4  Glory  to  God!  who  deigns  to  bles3 

This  consecrated  day — 
Unfolds  his  wondrous  promises. 
And  makes  it  sweet  to  pray. 

5  Glory  to  God!  who  deigns  to  hear 

The  humblest  sigh  we  raise, 
And  answer  ev'ry  heart-felt  prayer, 
And  hears  our  hymn  of  praise. 


CLARKSVILLE. 


M. 


1    Lord   of   the  worlds  a  -  bove,  How  plea5-ant  and  how   fair  The  dwelling"  of  thy  love,  Thire 

The  dwell-iugs   of 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

CLAKKSVILLE — CODclutlt'cl. 


37 


carth-Iy  tem-plcs  are;  To  thine  a-bode    my   heart  asf  ires   With  warm  de- sires  to  see  my  Gort. 

To  thiue  a- I'ode  de-sires  to  see  my     God. 


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86 


11.    M. 


O  happy  souls,  that  pray- 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 

O  happy  nicu,  that,  pay 

Their  eonstaut  service  there! 

They  praise  thee  still;  and  happy  they 

That  love  the  nay  to  Zion's  hill- 


3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heav'n  appears: 
O  glorious  seat!  thou,  God  our  King, 
•  Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet. 


SOULE.       L.       M. 


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1  Ulest  hour  when   mortal    man    re  -  tires,   To  hold   com-nmn-ion  with  his  God, 
*3  Blest  hour  when   earthly  cares   re  -  sign  Their  cm-pire  o'er   his    anxious  breast, 


.^l^f^.O- 


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To    send   to  heaven  his   warm  de 
While  all    a-round   the    calm    di  - 


sires,    And   list  - 
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to      the 
ho  -  ly 

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sa  •  cr?d  word. 
day     of     rest. 


87 


L.    M. 


Blest  hour  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 
Well  pleas'd  his  peoples  voice  to  hear. 

To  hush  the  penitenlial  svgh. 

And  wipe  <tway  the  mourner's  teur. 


4  Blest  hour,  for  where  the  Lord  resorts — 
Fortastcs  of  future  bliss  are  giv'n. 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heav'n. 


38 


GOD.— Ills  BEING 


MENDOSO.       lOs.  &  lis. 


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()    worship  the  King,  all  glorious  a-bove,  And  grate-ful-ly   sing   his    wonderful  love. 
(>,  tell  of  his  might,  and  sing  of  his  grace,  Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space: 


mmm 


Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days,  I'avillion'd  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 
Hisctiariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form.  And  dark  is  his  path  on  thewings  of  the  storm. 


Pf^^s^h 


88  lOs-  &  lis. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care,  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  sliines  in  the  light. 
It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  decends  to  the  plain. 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 


4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail; 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender,  how  firm  to  the  end! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend. 


CREATION. 


L.       M. 


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1  Bc-fore     Je-ho-vah's   aw  -  ful  throne,    Ye    na  -  tions   bow  with  sa  -  cred  joy; 


Know  that  the  Lord    is      God     a  -  lone;  lie   can    ere  -  ate,    and      he      do  -  stroy. 


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CREATION — concluded. 

I I         I  11  I      '    'J  J '    i    I L_ J A 


Know  that   the   Lord     is     God 

9  L.     M. 

His  sov' reign  pow'r  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wand' ring  sheep  we  stray 'd, 

He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
We  are  his  people,  we  his  care — 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
^Vhat  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 

Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 


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a- lone;  He    can      ere  -  iite,  and    he     de  -  stroy. 


We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raise  ; 

And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand. 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 


MEXDOTA. 


M. 


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C.    M. 

Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house 

My  ofTring  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 

My  soul  in  anguish  made. 
How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 

Lord,  1  devote  to  thee. 


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Now  I  am  thine — forever  thine, 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 

Thy  hand  has  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 

Witnpps,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now. 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 


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GOD.— HIS  BEING 


PRAYER. 


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2  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Kow  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay; 


Lord  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

3  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return! 

Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up, 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope! 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God  and  kind: 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free. 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


WINDHAM. 


L.       M. 


1  Does  it  not  grief  and  wonder  move,  To  think  of  Israel's  dreadful  fall,  Who  needed  mir-a- 

2  Methinks  I  see  E-li-jah  stand,  His  features  glow  with  love  and  zeal,  In  faith  and  pray'r  he 


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cles  to  prove  Whether  the  Lord  were  God, or  Baal 
liftshishand,Andmakestoheav'nhi8ffreatappeal.5 


He  spoke,  and  lo,  a  sudden  flame 

Consum'd  the  wood,  the  dust,  the  stone, 

The  people,  struck,  at  once  proclaim: 
"The  Lord  is  God,  the  Lord  alone." 

Like  him  we  mourn  an  awful  day. 
When  more  for  Baal  than  God  appear: 

Like  him,  believers,  let  us  pray. 
And  may  the  God  of  Israel  hear. 


92  L     M. 

3  "O  God,  if  I  thy  servant  am, 

It  is  thy  message  fills  my  heart, 
Now  glorify  thy  holy  name, 
And  show  this  people  who  thou  art. 


93 


L.    U. 


1  WHILE  now  thy  throne  of  grace  we  seek 
•    O  God!  within  our  spirits  speak; 
For  we  will  hear  thy  voice  to-day, 
Nor  turn  our  harden'd  hearts  away. 


2  Speak  in  thy  gentlest  tone  of  love 
Till  all  our  best  atlcctioas  move; 
AVe  long  to  hear  thy  goiule  call, 
And  feel  that  thou  art  all  in  all. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

4  Speak,  Father,  to  the  anxious  heart, 
Till  ev'ry  fear  and  doubt  depart: 
For  Ave  can  find  no  home  or  rest. 
Till  with  thy  Spirit's  whispers  blest. 


3  To  conscience  speak  thy  quick'ning  word, 
Till  all  its  sense  of  sin  is  stirr'd; 
For  we  would  leave  no  stain  of  guile. 
To  cloud  the  raJiance  of  thy  smile. 


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5  Speak  to  convince,  forgive,  console; 
Childlike  we  yield  to  thy  controll  : 
These  hearts,' too  often  clos'd  before, 
AVould  grieve  thy  patient  love  no  more. 


FOUNTAIX.       C.       M. 

S. 


1    The     oflTrings     to  thy  throne  which  rise,  Of  mingled  praise  and  pray'r.  Are 

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94 


C.    M. 


95 


C.    M. 


1  THE  otT rings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 
Of  mingled  praise  and  pray'r, 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice, 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

C  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 
Let  no  vain  words  intrude; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  Mv  oflTrings  will  indeed  be  blest, 
If  sanctified  by  thee — 
If  thy  pure  spirit  touch  my  breast 
AVith  its  own  purity. 

~  O,  may  that  spirit  warm  my  heart 
To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above. 


1  IN  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come, 

To  worship  at  thy  feet; 
O,  pour  thy  Holy  Spirit  down 
On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

2  We  come  to  hear  Jehovah  speak. 

To  hear  the  Savior's  voice; 
Thy  face  and  favor,  Lord,  we  seek; 
Now  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear, 

And  understand  thy  word; 
To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near. 
And  trust  our  living  Lord. 

4  Let  sinners  now  thy  goodness  prove, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee; 
Let  rebels  be  subdu'd  by  love, 
And  to  the  Savior  fiee 


GOD.— HIS  BEING 


AVON.       C.       M. 


1  O     Lord,   our    Ian  -  guid  souls   in  -  spire, 

2  Show    us  some    to  -  kens     of     thy    love, 

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For  here  we    trust  thou    art: 
Our  faint -ing  hope     to  raise; 


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Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace 
And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 

Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high. 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  pray'rs; 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace. 
Awaken  sinners  all  around, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

97  c.    M. 

1  THE  saints  appear  to  tread  the  courts 

Of  their  dear  God  below; 
Behold  the  multitude  resorts 
To  hear  the  trumpet  blow. 

2  Lord  God!  appear  for  our  relief: 

What  can  we  do  alone? 
Come,  Savior,  banish  unbelief. 
And  take  us  for  thine  own. 

3  Our  eyes,  O  Lord,  are  unto  thee, 

Assist  us,  Lord,  we  pray; 
O  may  thy  Spirit  present  be, 
()  Lord,  thy  pow'r  display. 


Jesus,  let  us  thy  gospel  hear, 

Teach  us  to  know  thy  voice; 
Make  ev'ry  stubborn  sinner  fear. 

And  all  thy  saints  rejoice. 
5  Come,  Lord,  nor  let  us  be  dismay'd: 

Lord,  hear  thy  people  pray; 
And  let  thy  mercy  be  display'd 

Among  us  here  this  day. 

98  c.    M. 

1  JESUS,  thou  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

Thy  blessing  we  implore; 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word, 
The  great,  effectual  door. 

2  Gather  the  outcasts  in,  and  save 

From  sin  and  Satan's  pow'r! 
And  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  souls!  thou  know'st  to  prize 

What  thou  hast  bought  so  dear; 
Come  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes 
With  r.ll  thy  wounds  appear. 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  old  confess' d — 

The  sutl^'ring  Son  of  God; 
And  let  us  see  the  in  thy  vest, 
But  newly  dipp'd  in  blood. 

5  The  hardness  of  our  hearts  remove. 

Thou  who  for  sin  hast  died; 
Show  us  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  side. 


AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


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2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips  inspire  («ur  tongue; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Christ  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 


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3  "While  to  thee  our  pray'rs  ascend, 
Let  thine   ear  in  love  attend; 
Hear  us  when  thy  Spirit  pleads, 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

4  While  thy  word  is  heard  Mith  awe, 
AVhilc  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  thy  gospel's  wondrous  love, 
Ev'ry  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

5  From  thy  house  when  we  return. 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn; 
Then,  at  evening  we  may  say, 

"We  have  vralked  with  God  to-day." 


AVELTOX. 


L.       M. 


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1  Now  while  the  gospel  net  is  cast,  Do  thou,  0  Lord,  the    ef  -  fort  own: 
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00  L     M. 

May  this  be  a  much-favor'd,  hour 
To  souls  in  Satan's  bondage  led; 

O,  clothe  thy  Mord  with  sov'reign  pow'r 
To  break  the  rocks,  and  raise  the  dead. 

To  mourners  speak  a  cheering  word. 
On  seeking  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine; 

Let  poor  backsliders  be  restor'd, 
And  all  thy  saints  in  praises  join. 

01  L      M. 

THY  presence,  gracious  God,  afTord; 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mix'd  with  what  we  hear. 


2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  lix  our  hearts  and  thoughts  above; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  th}'  sacred  word  apply. 
With  sov'reign  i)Ow'r  and  energy; 
And  may  Me  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will; 
Thy  saving  pow'r  and  love  disj)lay; 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 


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GOD.— HIS  BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


SILVER  STREET.       S.       M. 

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1  Come, sound  his  praise  abroad,  And  hymns  of  glo  -  ry   sing 


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The   u  -  ni  -  ver  -  sal  King. 

And  all  the  sol-id  ground. 

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102     ^^  s.   M. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne 
Come  bow  before  the  Lord 


We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own, 

He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 
To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 

And  own  your  gracious  God. 
But  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard  like  stubborn  Jews, 

That  unbelieving  race: 
The  Lord,  in  vengeance  drest, 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
"You  that  despis'd  my  promis'd  rest, 

Shall  have  no  portion  there!" 


REST.      L.      M. 


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1  Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  ac-cord 


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103  L.     M. 

2  "There",  said  the  Savior,  "will  I  be. 

Amid  this  little  company; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 
•  And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 


3  We  meet,  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word; 
Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  till  our  hearts  with  heav'nl}'  love. 


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104 


S.    M. 


1  LORD,  at  this  closing  hour, 

Establish  ev'ry  heart 
Upon  thy  word  of  truth  and  pow'r, 
To  keep  us  when  we  part. 

2  Peace  to  our  brethren  give: 

Fill  all  our  hearts  with  love; 
In  faith  and  patience  may  we  live, 
And  seek  our  rest  above. 


3  Through  changes  bright  or  drear, 

We  would  thy  will  pursue; 
And  toil  to  spread  thy  kingdom  here, 
Till  we  its  glory  view. 

4  To  God,  the  Only  Wise, 

In  ev'ry  age  ador'd, 
Let  glory  from  the  church  arise 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 


CROSS  AXD  CROWN.      C.      M. 


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1    O     God,   by  whom  the  seed  is    giv'n,    By  whom    the    har  ■  vest  blest; 


Whose  word  like  man-na  shower'd  from  he  av'n,   Is     plant  -  cd     in     our  breast. 


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105 


C.    M. 


1  0  GOD,  by  whom  the  seed  is  giv'n 

By  whom  the  harvest  blest; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  shower'd  from 
Is  planted  in  our  breast.  [heav'n, 

2  Pr&serve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunders  of  the  air; 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care. 

3  Though  buried  deep  and  thinly  strewn. 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply; 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown, 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 


106 


L.    M. 


1  EllE  to  the  world  again  we  go. 
Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 
Thy  grace,  once  more,  O  God,  we  crave. 
From  folly  and  from  sin  to  save. 

2  May  the  great  truths  wc  here  have  hcard- 
The  lesson  of  thy  holy  word — 

Dwell  in  our  inmost  bosom  deep. 
xVr.d  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  O,  may  the  influence  of  this  day. 
Long  as  our  mem'ry  with  us  stay, 
And  as  an  angel  guardian  prove. 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 


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CLOSING  HYMNS. 


107  8s  &  7s. 

1  MAY  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Savior, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 


2  Thus  may  "we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess  in  sweet  communion. 
Joys  which  earth  can  not  afford. 


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May  we  live  in  view  of  heaven, 
Where  we  hope  to  see  thy  face; 

Save  us  from  unhallow'd  leaven, 
All  that  may  obscure  thy  grace; 
Keep  us  walking, 

Each  in  his  appointed  place. 


As  our  steps  are  drawing  nearer 
To  the  place  we  call  our  home, 

Mijy  our  view  of  heav'n  grow  clearer, 
Hope  more  bright  of  joys  to  come; 
And,  when  dying. 

May  thy  presence  cheer  the  gloom. 


109 


HARWICH,     n.     m. 


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HARWICH — concluded. 


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To  make  it  springand  grow;  Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  raise,And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 


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1  Dis  -  miss  us  from  the  house  of  pray'r,  With  bless-ings  such  as  mor-tals  need, 


And  make  our  souls  thy  con-stant  care,   Till  we   from  e   -   vil   shall   be   freed. 

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And  if  we  never  meet  again, 
Till  we  our  Lord  appearing  see, 

O  may  we  all  with  Jesus  reign, 
And  always  with  our  Savior  be! 


11 


L.    M. 


DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord- 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive. 
And  let  the  truth  within  us  live. 


2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good- 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  fettered  soul  release. 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 


112 


H.    M. 


TO  thee  our  wants  are  known. 
From  thee  are  all  ourpow'rs; 

Accept  what  is  thine  own. 
And  pardon  what  is  ours. 

Our  praises.  Lord,  and  pray'rs  receive, 

And  to  the  word  a  blessing  give. 


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1  This  God    is    the   God  we    a  -  dore,   Our  faithful,  un-change  a-ble  friend; 

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Whose  love  is     as     large     as  his  pow'r,  And  neither  knows  meas-ure  nor  end: 

We'll  praise  him  for    all    that  is     past,   And  trust  him  for    all  that's  to  come. 

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114  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound! 
Ever  faithful, 
To  the  truth  may  we  be  found! 


re  -  fresh  us,  Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 


So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given; 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away- 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven — 

Glad  the  summons  to  obey: 
]\Iay  we  ever. 
Reign  with  Christ  m  endless  day! 


PKAYEIl. 


49 


LABAN.       S.       M. 


Once 


i^efcil^jMisi 


be 


fore 

-m- 


we 

-m- 


part, 


t$^=lE4^f^^^f 


ti3 

Re  -  cord    his    mer  •  cies, 


I 
ev'  -  ry     heart, 


ev'  -  ry  tongue  the    same. 


8.    M. 


2  Hoard  up  his  sacred  word, 
And  feed  thereon  and  grow; 
Go  on,  and  seek  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practice  what  you  know. 

NAOMI.      c.      M. 


And  if  we  meet  no  more 
On  Zion's  earthly  ground, 

O  may  we  reach  that  blissful  state 
Where  all  thy  saints  are  bound. 


ord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  a-right  With  rev'rence  and  with  fear: 

hough  dust  andashesin  thy  sight,  We  [Omit Jmsiy,  we  must  draw  near: 


16 


C.    M. 


Burden'd  with  guilt,  convinc'd  of  sin. 
In  weakness,  want,  and  woe — 

Fightings  without,  and  fears  within. 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go? 


God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee 
With  broken,  contrite  hearts; 

Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see — 
Truth  in  the  inward  pa^rts. 


4  Give  deep  humility;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence, 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live; 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay; 
Courage  our  fainting  souls  to  keep. 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done; 

Thus,  strengthened  with  all  might. 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 


00 


PRAYER. 


COMPTON.       S.       il. 


i^iiptSlBlli-l 


"~H~" — \—r- 


►_t|!  -Jr^ ~ti ui 


1  Come  to 

2  Come  to 


the  house  of  pray' r!  0   thou 
the  house  of  praise  !  Ye  who 


F 


af-flict-ed,  come;  The  God   of  peace  shall 
are  hap-py   now,    In    sweet   ac  -  cord  your 


SiHgMli 


z:m~m~D:xinz 

meetthee  there;  Hemakesthat  house  his  home, 
voic  -  es  raise,    In   kind-red   hom-age  bow. 


117  S.    M. 

3  Y'e  aged,  hither  come! 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love; 

PLEYEL.       Vs. 


4=3 


1  They 

2  In 


Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 

Your  lips  forget  to  move. 
Ye  young!  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow;  your  voices  raise; 
Let  not  your  hearts  bis  praise  disown, 

Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 
Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all, 
Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 

And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call — 
Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 

And  heav'n  on  earth  be  won. 


illi^l^iil^Jii^Eiiiif 


who    seek  the  throne  of  grace    Find  that  throne  in 
our    sick  -  ness   and    our  health.   In    our    w^ant,      or 


ev 
in 


-f-    -|—     IT     1—    -(—    ~r~     "r~    T-    "(-    'r~     t- 

I  I ^  I 


f=P 


v 

-  ry  place; 
our  wealth, 


i3 


God 
God 


■F- 


pres 
pres 

-f- 


ent 
ent 


ev 
ev' 


ry 


where, 
where. 


118  ^s 

'^  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail. 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  pray'r; 
God  is  present  ev'ry  where. 


|-=j=_E;^=f 


i 


4  Then,  my  soul,  in  ev'ry  strait. 
To  thy  i  ather  come,  and  wait; 
He  will  answer  ev'ry  pray'r: 
God  is  present  ev'ry  where. 


rUAYEK. 


MEMPHIS. 


51 


C.       M. 


mmmmmmw^M^m 


1  (),    it      is    joy     iu    one  to  meet  ^Vhom  one  communion  blends,  Coun-cil  to  bold  in 

2  'Tis  joy  to  think  the  angel  train.  Who 'mid  heav'ns,  temple  sbine,  To  seek  our  earthly 

C.    M, 

But  chief  t  is  joy  to  think  that  he, 
To  whom  his  church  is  dear, 

Delights  her  gathered  flock  to  sec, 
Ker  joint  devotions  hear. 

Then  who  would  choose  to  walk  abroad, 
While  here  such  joys  are  giv'n? 

'"This  is  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heav'n?" 


m^m 


I 

converse  sweet 
temples  deign, 


And  talk  as  Christian  friends. 
\nd  in    our   anthems  join. 


ii«~^iiiz:t±rh[:iiiii±ric±:^ 


DENNIS.      S. 


i  It         is         the      hour      of  prayer:   Draw  near     and      bend      the 
2  O'er  -  wea  -  ried     with     the     heat     And     bur   -    den        of       the 

i^     -4^.      -m-     -4^,       . .  J^,       .  r^. 


knee, 


^ 


'■1 


iBE^; 


•r^- 


wm^. 


?='•"? 


And 
Now 


fill 
let 


the 
us 


calm    and     ho    -    ly       air    With    voice    of 
rest      our    wand'-ring    feet     And    gath  -  er 


=^-tS'--f. 


■4-  f-   -. 


>-r»l^ 


20  S.    M. 

'>,  blessed  is  the  hour 

That  lifts  our  hearts  on  high! 
Like  sunlight  when  the  tempest's  low'r, 

Pray'r  to  the  soul  is  nigh; 


4  Though  dark  may  be  our  lot, 
Our  eyes  be  dim  with  care, 
These  saddening  thoughts  shall  trouble  not 
This  holy  hour  of  pray'r. 


52 


SWEET    HOUR    OF    TRAYKR. 


PRAY  EH. 

L.     M.      double. 


Pii^lSiiligiflfllp 


1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer  !    That  calls  me    from   a    world  of  care, 
D.  C.     And    oft    es  -  caped   the   tempt-er'a  snare    By   thy    re  -  turn,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


fjpgiaiii=fig;gipppif|f 


And    bids 
And      oft 


Make   all    my   wants  and  wish -es  known 
Bv     thy    re  -  turn,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


me      at       my      Fa-ther's  throne, 
68  -  caped   the    tempt-er's   snare 


r- 


I 


11 


i_iPSg^^=^gigi 


—f'—Xz:^-^^:=zf,-t-V-t~\ 


and    grief,  My     soul    has    oft  -  en  found   re -lief; 


zrqz — r- — 
-\-m — m  — 

lirr     '  — : 


121 


L.    M. 


igiiiliiil 


Sweet  hour  of  pray'r!  sweet  hour  of  pray 
Thy  wings  shall  ii\y  petition  bear, 
To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness, 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  pray'r. 

INTERCESSION.       C.       M. 


Sweet  hour  of  pray'r!  sweet  hour  of  pray'r: 

May  I  thy  consolation  share: 

Till,  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  hight, 

I  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight: 

This  robe  of  flesh,  I'll  drop,  and  rise 

To  seize  the  everlasting  prize; 

And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air. 

Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  pray'r! 


1    Spir  -  it    Di  -  vine!   at   -   tend     our  pray'r,  And  make  this  house  thy  home; 


lyTEKCESSlON- 


PKIVATE  DEVOTION, 
-concluded. 


53 


m^m^M^mM^^^i 


Dc  -  seen  J  -wilh     all    thy       gra  -  cious 

■e'    -m-     -e-     -tQ- 
-P  -f-  f -riP-F-rzF— F- 


I 

pow  r,   0!   come,  Great   Spir  -  it,    come! 

n 


122  c.    M. 

1  t?PIRIT,  Divine!  attend  our  pray'r, 

And  make  this  house  thy  home; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  pow'r, 
O!  come.  Great  Spirit,  come! 

2  Come  as  the  light;  to  us  reveal 

Our  emptiness  and  woe; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

IIINTOX.       lis. 

..J-     i_M 


^       o      o 


IB 


3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame; 
Let  our  whole  souls  an  offring  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  dew,  and  sweetly  bless 

This  consecrated  hour; 
May  barren  minds  be  taught  to  own 
Thy  fertilizing  power. 


I  i'ie  ibesad  thought  of  [cn -ing  in   ab-scnce  a  -  way   From  that  loved  re-treat  where  I've   cho  -  sen    to  pray. 

r^  ....-r-  -£_:tr- -e;-'-^  -PrV*,^.  ^  . 


123 


r^i    ^"i r— ! — 1 — ^1 

lis. 


1  TO  leave  my  dear  home,  and  from  kindred  to  part. 
And  RO  t..rth  an    exile,  afflicts  not  my  heart. 
Like  tb«  ►ad  tbou;;ht  of  pining  in  absence  away 
From  that  loTed  retreat  where  I've  chosen  to  pray. 

2  Sweet  bower,  where  the  vine  and  the  green  iry  epread 
Their  clustering  brancbea  a  roof  o'er  uiy  bead; 

How  oft  have  I  knelt  on  the  downy  turf  there, 
And  poured  out  my  soul  to  the  iiavior  in  prayer! 

3  The  lar'ii'j  early  note  I  observed  aa  my  bell. 
To  r»;i  rre  t"  duty  (rr<m  »-leei,"s  drowsy  sf>ell; 
While  M)ft  eliding  waters,  and  birds  of  the  air, 

San^  anthems  of  jtrai^e  as  I  waal  fortli  to  prayer.         i 


4  IIow  Fweft  wore  the  breezes  perfumed  by  the  pine, 
And  ri(  h  was  the  breath  of  the  wild  eglantine; 
But  sweeter,  0  eweoter,  and  far  richer  weie 

The  joys  that  I  tasted  in  answer  to  prayer. 

5  For  Jeens  my  spirit  deigned  often  to  meet, 

And  grace  with  his  presence  my  humble  retreat; 
Oft  filled  me  with  rapture  and  blessedness  there, 
And  gave  mc  a  foretaste  of  heaven  in  prayer. 
C  Dear  bower,  I  must  leave  thee — must  bid  thee  adieu. 
To  wander  a  stranger  in  scenes  that  are  new; 
But  my  gracious  Savior  resides  e%ery  where, 
And  can  in  all  places  give  answer  to  prayer. 


54 


PRIVATE  DEVOTION. 


IIAROX.       C.       M. 


bZivinrrZi 


-4 


rH 


1     1      love    to      steal    a  -  while   a -way  From  cv' -  ry  cumb'ring  care;  And 


l^l^d^ 


I r 

s 


i^MMmimmm^. 


spend  the  hours  of  set-ting  day  In    humble,  grateful  pray'r,  In  humble  grateful  pray'r. 
^^tt^^t.-      -^     •     •    -^^    ^     •      0    0    0    0      0 


124 


C.    M. 


2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 
The  penitential  tear; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear, 


3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 
And  future  good  implore: 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 


1 — h- 


4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driv'n. 

5  Thus  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray, 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 


BALM.       VS  &  6s. 


BALM.       VS  <Xi  OS. 

1  ■— ^-j-j^_— ■-•-, — — "-^  -0 

1     O,  when  the  tear  is  gushing  From  sorrow's  faded  eye, When  gath 


i^q^ 


"• 0 ••" 

gath'ring  storms  are 


),  when  the  tear  is  gushing  From  sorrow's  faded  cye,When  gath'ring  storms  are 

S^-  -r---*^  *        -».•  *  -f-- -f^ -r- -t  p-  *  4.  ^  _^, 


BALM—  concluded. 

I  > 


PRIVATE  DEVOTION. 


rush-ing  A -cross    the     gloom -y   sky,    When  the  full  heart  is    break  -  ing,   And 


hope  is    far    a  -  way,  How  sweet,  the  world  for-sak-ing,  A-lone  with  God  to  pray! 


125 


7s  &  6s. 


2  The  mourner,  lowly  bending, 

Flies  to  the  Savior's  feet, 
And  healing  balm,  descending 

From  Mercy's  holy  seat, 
The  joy,  that  earth  gives  never. 

Shed's  o'er  the  troubled  breast; 
And  peace  that  lasts  forever, 

Lulls  every  care  to  rest. 

3  O,  weary  child  of  sadness, 

Pilgrim  bereft  and  lone, 
Behold  the  fount  of  gladness, 

Springing  from  heaven's  throne; 
Each  want  and  sin  confessing. 

On  Christ  thy  burden  lay, 
And  learn  how  rich  the  blessing. 

Alone  with  God,  to  pray! 


126 


7s  &  6s. 


GO  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 


Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 


3  Or,  if 't  is  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray. 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way. 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 


4  O,  not  a  jo}^  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare — 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer: 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness. 

Before  his  footstool  fall: 
Remember  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love  who  gave  thee  all. 


56 


PRIVATE  DEVOTION. 


SECUKITY. 


milliiliippliiii 


1  Re  -  turn,  my  rov  -  ing  heiirt,  re-turn,  And  life's  vain  shad-ows  chase  no  more, 


im=i^lri=li3-jp^^-3^3sg|=_pp 


Seek  out  some  sol  -  i  -  tude    to    mourn,  And  thy  for  -  sa  -  ken  God   im-plore. 


f:i±:t:i=x=:[: 


-mmmmmmmWM 


-F=F 


127 


L.    M. 


2  O  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  retreat, 

In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 

And  let  me  here  thy  presence  meet. 


Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 
My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 

And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  known  and  purified. 


4  Then  let  the  visits  of  Ihy  love 

My  inmost  soul  be  made  to  share. 
Till  every  grace  combined  to  prove 
That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 


128 


L.    M. 


2  O  season  of  soft  sounds  and  hues, 
Of  twilight  walks  among  the  dews. 
Of  feelings  calm,  and  converse  sweet, 
And  thoughts  too  shadowy  to  repeat! 


Yes,  lovely  hour,  thou  art  the  time 
AVhen  feelings  flow,  and  wishes  climb; 
When  timid  souls  begin  to  dare. 
And  God  receives  and  answers  prayer. 


4  Then,  trembling  through  the  dewy  skies, 
Look  out  the  stars,  like  thoughtful  eyes 
Of  angels,  calm  reclining  there. 
And  gazing  on  the  world  of  care. 


1  SWEET  ev'ning  hour!  sweet  ev'ninghour!  5  Sweet  hour!  for  heavenly  musing  made, 
That  calms  the  air  and  shuts  the  flower,  i  AVhcn  Isaac  walked,  and  Daniel  prayed; 
That  brings  the  wild  bee  to  its  rest,  j      When  Abrah'ms  oft'^ring  God  did  own, 

The    infant  to  its  mother's  breast  1  |     And  Jesus  loved  to  be  alone. 


PIUVATE  DEVOTION. 


57 


KINTON.       lis. 

>, 


'•■-■   o-    #  'o—0-0O—0-^-^\—f0  00—^ 

1  My   do  -  set,  my  teni-ple,  luy  so- cial  re -treat,  It's  there  with  my  Suv-ior  ia    con  -  cert   I    meet; 
•      P       #    0      P###^'fc_fc_         I  '~^I  I^N        0      0    t^ 


How    man  -  y  the      ob  -  jects  in  -  vit  -  ing   me  therp,  To  pour  out  my    soul     in  the       or  -  der    of  pray'r. 


tzrzbr —  r-r-f  1 h-pH ^hr— l-f—r Ti 


-\—\—rm~\zr~i^ 


0-0- 


T- 


I — r 


129  lis. 


"Wlien  shades  of  great  darkness  come  over  my  heart, 

And  I  fear  that  my  God  is  about  to  depart, 

I  come  to  my  closet  and  find  him  still  there, 

His  hands  filled  with  blessings  in  answer  to  prayer. 


3  I  bless  the  glad  day  when  his  grace  I  first  felt, 
His  mercy  then  saved  me  and  canceled  my  guilt; 
I  will  visit  my  closet,  and  never  despair — 
It  was  there  my  Redeemer  first  answered  my  prayer. 


4  My  Savior  is  found  in  all  places  below: 
His  mercy  abounds  and  his  grace  overflows: 
A  temple,  a  closet,  I  find  ev'ry  where, 
And  Jesus  is  waiting  to  bless  me  in  prayer. 


58 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

WATERFORD  NO.   1.       L.       M. 


i"^ 


iJafe 


iHiii^PiE 


1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King,  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing; 

2  Sweet  is  the     day    of    sa  -  cred  rest,   No    mor-tul  cares  shall  seize  my  breast; 


k^  L^  L^  1^  1^  I 


To  show  thy  love  by  morn-ing  light,   And   talk  of      all     thy  truth  at  night. 
O     may  mj'-  heart  in  tune  be    found,  Like   Da-vid's  harp,   of    sol  -  emn  sound. 


130 


■M^—^ — «-- hI-— f« — m 
^     ^     ^     ^     ^ 


L.    M. 


3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word: 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine! 


2  Now  from  the  throng  withdrawn  away. 
They  seem  to  breathe  a  purer  air; 
Composed  and  softened  by  the  day. 
All  things  serener  aspect  wear. 


4  Lord,  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart. 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 


5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


131 


L.    M. 


1  HOW  welcome  to  the  saints  when  press'd 
With  six  days'  noise,  and  care,  and  toil, 
Is  the  returning  day  of  rest. 

Which  hides  them  from  the  world  awhile. 


3  Though  pinched  with  poverty  at  home, 
Or  with  afflictions  daily  fed; 
It  makes  amends  if  they  can  come 
To  God's  own  house  for  heavenly  bread. 


4  With  joy  they  hasten  to  the  place. 
Where  they  the  Savior  oft  have  met: 
And,  while  they  feast  \jpon  his  grace. 
Their  burdens  and  their  griefs  forget. 


5  We  thank  thee  for  thy  day,  O  Lord, 
Here  we  thy  promised  presence  seek; 
Open  thy  hand,  with  blessings  stored, 
And  give  us  manna  for  the  week. 


THE  LORD'S  DAY 


50 


132 


L.    M. 


1  WE  bless  thee  for  this  sacretl  day. 

Thou  who  hast  every  blessing  given, 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away. 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  op'uingheav'n. 

2  Rich  day,  of  holy,  thoughtful  rest, 

May  we  improve  thy  calm  repose, 
And,  in  God's  service  truly  bless'd. 
Forget  the  world,  its  joys,  its  woes. 


3  Lord!  may  thy  truth  upon  the  heart 

Now  fall,  and  dwell  as  heavenly  dew. 
And  flow'rs  of  grace  in  freshness  start 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  erroy  grew. 


May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings. 
Contented  with  that  aim  alone, 

Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  shelt'ring  throne. 


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How  dreadful  and  how  drear, 

In  yon  dark  world  of  pain, 
Will  Sabbaths  lost  appear. 

That  cannot  come  again! 
Then,  in  that  hopeless  place. 

The  wretched  soul  will  say, 
"I  had  those  hours  of  grace. 

But  cast  them  all  awav." 


To  waste  these  Sabbath  hours, 

O,  may  we  never  dare; 
Nor  taint  with  thoughts  of  ours, 

These  sacred  days  of  prayer: 
But  may  our  Sabbaths  here 

Inspire  our  hearts  with  love; 
And  prove  a  foretaste  clear 

Of  that  sweet  rest  above. 


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THE  LORD'S  DAY. 


HEBRON.       1..      M. 


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1    My     op'ning  eyes  with  rapt-ure   see  The  dawn  of    thy    re-turii-ing  day, 
^      I    yield  uiy  heart   lo   thee    a  -  lone,    Nor  would  re-ceive   an  -  oth  -  er  guest  ; 


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134  L.    M. 

3  O  bid  this  tritling  world  retire. 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire. 
One  sinful  thought,  through  all  the  day. 


4  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair. 
My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wang. 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 
And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 


MT.  HOPE.       C.     M. 


gain   the    Lord     of      life     and  light  A  -  wakes    the    kind  -  ling  ray, 
what     a  night  was  that  which  wrapped  A    sin  -  ful    world  in  gloom! 


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Un  -  seals    the     eye  -  lids      of     the  morn,   And  pours   ce  -  les  -  tial     day. 
O,     what     a      sun    which  broke,  this  day,    Tri  -  um  -  phant  from  the    tomb! 


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61 


L.    M. 


3  On  this  glad  daj,  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  displayed 
By  God's  unbounded  love,  than  when 
'The  universe  was  made. 

4  lie  rose,  who  hath  the  nations  bought 

With  pain  and  grief  extreme: 
'T  was  great  to  speak  the  %vorld  from 
'T  was  greater  to  redeem.        [nought; 

5  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

6  Ten  thousand  joyful  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  above 
On  nations  yet  unborn. 


1  THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord  we  love; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
W^ith  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress. 

Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues; 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  angry  foes; 

No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  O,  long-expected  day,  begin; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  pain  and  sin; 
With  jo}'  we'll  tread  th'  appointed  roud, 
And  sleep  in  death  to  rest  with  God. 


L.\.KE  MILLS.      S.      M. 


1  Wei  -  come,  sweet 

2  The    King     him  - 


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Here     we      may     sit,      and       see    him    here.    And    love,    and  praiso,  and  pray. 


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137 


S.    M. 


0  One  day,  amid  the  place 

Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  has  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 


4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
Till  called  to  rise  and  sour  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


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SABliATII  EVE.       L.       M. 


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And  we    are    near  -  er   to    the    tomb, 


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Near  -  er    to    join  the  heav'n-ly  song 


Or   hear    the    last    e  -  ter  -  nal  doom. 

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138 


L.    M. 


Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve, 

And  soft  the  sunbeams  ling'ring  there; 

For  these  blest  hours,  the  world  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 


3  The  time,  how  lovely  and  how  still; 

Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below — 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill- 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 


4  Season  of  rest!  the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  to  lovc- 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll. 
Faith  sees  the  smilins?  heav'n  above. 


0  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  lone. 
Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod; 
And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  soug- 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God.  " 


139 


C.    M. 


1  THIS  is  the  day  the  first  ripe  sheaf 
Before  the  Lord  was  wav'd, 
And  Christ,  first  fruits  of  them  that  slept, 
Was  from  the  dead  received. 


2  He  rose  for  them  for  whom  he  died, 
That,  like  to  him,  they  may 
Rise  when  he  comes,  in  glory  great 
That  ne'er  shall  fade  away. 


3  This  is  the  day  the  Spirit  came 
With  us  on  earth  to  stay — 
A  comforter  to  fill  our  hearts 
With  joys  that  ne'er  decay. 


His  comforts  are  the  earnest  sure 
Of  that  same  heavenly  rest 

Which  Jesus  entered  on,  when  he 
Was  made  for  ever  blest. 


THE  LORDS  DAY 


63 


ST.  SIARTIN  S.       C. 


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C.    M 


2  Come,  let  us  leave  the  things  on  earth 

"With  God's  assembly  join; 
Lo,  heaven  descends  to  welcome  man, 
To  taste  the  things  divine! 

3  We  come,  dear  Savior,  lo,  we  come, 

Lord  of  our  life  and  soul! 
We  come  diseased,  and  faint,  and  sick. 
Be  plesised  to  make  us  whole. 

4  We  thirst  and  flee  to  thee,  O  Lord! 

Thou  fountain-head  of  good! 
Filthy  we  come,  and  all  unclean; 
O  cleanse  us  in  thy  blood! 

5  O  may  we  please  our  God  to-day; 

May  that  be  all  our  care! 
Give,  Lord,  thy  grace,  lest  evil  thoughts 
Should  mingle  in  our  prayer. 

6  Amid  th'  assembly  of  thy  saints 

Let  us  be  faithful  found: 
And  let  us  join  in  humble  prayer, 
And  in  thy  grace  abound. 


141  c.    M. 

1  WHEN,  O  dear  Jesus,  when  shall  I 
Behold  thee  all  serene? 
Blest  in  perpetual  Sabbath-day, 
Without  a  vail  between. 


3  Assist  me  while  I  wander  here. 
Amidst  a  world  of  cares; 
Incline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love, 
And  then  accept  my  prayers; 

3  Release  my  soul  from  every  chain, 
No  more  hell's  captive  led 
And  pardon  a  repenting  child. 
For  whom  the  Savior  bled. 


4  Spare  me,  O  God,  O  spare  the  soul 

That  gives  itself  to  thee; 
Take  all  that  I  possess  below, 
And  give  Ihyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  Spirit,  O  my  Father,  give. 

To  be  my  guide  and  friend. 
To  light  my  way  to  ceaseless  joys. 
Where  Sabbaths  never  end. 


64 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 


AKLIXGTOX. 


M. 


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142  c.    M. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joj^s 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

MOTIEK.       L.       M. 


5  O  raay  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light! 

G  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord! 
Be  thou  forever  near; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Savior  there. 


1  The  law  commands  and  makes  us  know  What  du-ties   to    our  God  we  owe; 

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L.   :m, 


2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin 
And  shows  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been; 
Only  the  gospel  can  express 
Forgiving  love  and  cleansing  grace. 


2  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love  and  joy, 
Are  opened  to  our  sight: 
The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 
And  sicms  divinely  bright. 


3  What  curses  doth  the  law  denounce 
Against  the  man  that  fails  but  once  I 
But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears, 
Pard'niug  the  guilt  of  num'rous  years. 

4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law; 
Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives; 

The  man  that  trusts  the  promise,  lives. 


144 


C.    M. 


1  LET  worldly  men  from  shore  to  shore, 
Their  chosen  good  pursue; 
Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  treasures  of  Peru. 


3  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
These  sacred  leaves  unfold, 
And  here  the  Savior's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 


4  Ilere  light,  descending  from  above 
Directs  our  doubtful  feet; 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 


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5  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redressed, 
And  all  our  wants  supplied; 
Nought  M'c  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  this  book  deuied. 


SII.VWMUT.       S.       M. 


1  Impostnro  t-hrinks  from  light.  And  dreads  the  curious  eye;  Kut  sacred  truths  Ihe  test  invite;They  bid  m  search  and  try. 


145 


S.    M. 


2  O.  may  we  still  maintain 
xV  meek,  inquiring  mind; 
Assured  sve  shall  not  search  in  vain. 
But  hidden  treasures  lind. 


3  "With  understanding  blest, 
Created  to  be  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest — 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 


4  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need; 
With  soundest  knowledge  fdl; 
From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 


5  The  truth  thou  shall  impart, 
May  we  with  firmness  own- 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 


6G  THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

PETERBOROUGH.       C.      M. 

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1  Thou,'  long  dis-owned,    re  -  viled,    op  -  prest,  Strange  friend  of  hu  -  man  kind, 

2  How    late   thy  bright   and    aw  -  ful   brow  Ureaks  through  these  clouds  of  sin! 


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Hail,  Truth,  Di-vine!  we     know  thee   now,    An     -     gel      of      God,    come    in! 


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C.    M. 


Come,  though  with  purifying  fire, 

And  desolating  sword. 
Thou  of  all  nations  the  desire! 

Earth  waits  thy  cleansing  word. 


4  Struck  by  the  lightning  of  thy  glance, 
Let  old  oppressions  die; 
Before  thy  cloudless  countenance 
Let  fear  and  falsehood  fiy. 


5  Anoint  our  eyes  with  healing  grace, 
To  see,  as  ne'er  before, 
Our  Father  in  our  brother's  face, 
Our  Maker  in  his  poor. 


Flood  our  dark  life  with  golden  day; 

Convince,  subdue,  enthrall: 
Then  to  a  mightier  yield  thy  sway, 

And  Love  be  all  in  all. 


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.Yes,  I'll  to  my  bosom  press  thee, 

Precious  word,  111  hide  thee  here! 
Sure  my  very  heart  will  bless  thee, 

For  thou  ever  say'st,  "Good  cheer!" 
Speak,  my  heart,  and  tell  thy  pond'rings; 

Tell  how  far  thy  rovings  led,  [ings, 

AVhen  this  book  brought  back  thy  wand'r- 

tSpeaking  life  as  from  the  dead! 


Yes,  sweet  Bible!  I  will  hide  thee 

Deep,  yes,  deeper  in  this  heart; 
Thou  through  all  my  life  wilt  guide  me, 

A.nd  in  death  we  will  not  part! 
Part  in  death!  no,  never,  never! 

Through  death's  vale  I'll  lean  ou  thee; 
Then,  in  brighter  worlds,  for  ever, 

Sweeter  far  thy  truths  shall  be. 


HAMBURG.       L.      M. 

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1  The  vrorth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell.  Twill  do  to  Imy,  hut   not    to    Hell; 

A  large  ee  -  tate    that    soul    has   got,  Who  buys  the  [Omit J  truth,  and    8ell8  it     not. 


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2  Truth,  like  a  diamond,  (^hine9  most  fair, 
More  rich  than  prarle  and  rubies  are, 
More  worth  than  gold  and  silver  coin, 
O  nmy  it  ever  in  us  thine  ! 


3  "Tib  truth  that  hindo,  and  truth  makeB  free, 
And  bets  the  eonl  at  liberty 
From  sin  and  Satan >  heavy  chain, 
And  then  within  the  licartdoth  reign. 


4  They  have  a  freedom  then  indeed, 
That  dotli  all  freedom  elne  exceed; 
Freedom  from  guilt,  freedom  from  woe. 
And  never  more  shall  bondage  know. 

5  0  happy  thoy,  who  in  their  youth 

Are  brought  to  know  and  love  the  truth  ! 
For  none  but  those  whom  truth  makes  free, 
Can  e'er  enjoy  their  liberty. 

6  Truth,  like  a  girdle  lot  ns  wear. 
And  always  keep  it  clean  and  fair; 
And  never  let  it  once  l>o  told. 
That  truth  by  us  was  ever  sold. 


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THE  HOLY  SCIUPTURES. 


BEACHLY. 


M. 


1  Pre-cioua  Bi  -  Lie  !  what  a    treas-ure   Does  tLc  word  of  God  af-  ford;   AH   I    want  for  life  or  pleasurw, 

2  Food  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger,  Here  niy  hungry  soul  en  -j  >ys;   Of  ex-cess  there  is   no  dan-ger. 

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Food   and   medicine,  shield  and  sword;    Let  the    world  ac  -  count  mo   poor,   Hav-ing  this,   I   need   no   mure. 
Thuugt\    it        filln,  it  never   cloys:    On      a      dy  -  ing  Christ  I    teed,    lie      is    meat  and  drink  in-dee>l. 


149  P.    M. 

3  When  my  faith  is  faint  and  sickly, 
Or  when  satan  wounds  my  mind; 

Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly, 
Healing  medicines  here  I  tind: 

To  the  promises  I  flee, 

Each  affords  a  remedy. 


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4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 
Satan  cannot  make  me  j'ield; 
For  the  word  of  consolation 
Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield: 
While  the  scripture-truths  are  sure. 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure. 


1  God   in     the     gos  -  pel    of     his    Son,  Makes  his  e  -  tor  -  nal  counsels  known; 


'Tis    here   his    rich  -  est    mcr  -  cy  shines,  And  truth  is  drawu    in  fair  -  est   lines. 


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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 


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150  I     >i 

1  GOD  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  cterbal  counsels  known; 
T  is  here  his  richcsi  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 


Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts. 
To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saints  revive 


Our  raging  passit)ns  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls; 
It  brings  a  better  -world  in  view, 
And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie, 
Close  to  my  heart  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 


KEVIEW.       C.       M. 


^r_.4:j-bg._g_jz=j=j=jzb^JrLf_±:f:::^c=:d— j_L-^J: 

1  Shall    atheists  dare  in  -  suit    the   cross     Of     our     Re  -  deem  -  cr    Godv 

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dels     re  -  proach    his   laws.     Or     tram  -  pie     on      his    blood? 


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151 


C.    M. 


2  What  if  he  chose  mysterious  ways 

To  cleanse  us  fr«m  our  faults? 
May  not  the  works  of  sov'reign  grace 
Transcend  our  feeble  thoughts? 

3  What  if  the  gospel  bids  us  fight 

With  flesh,  and  self,  and  sin? 

The  prize  is  most  divinely  bright, 

Which  we  are  called  to  win? 

4  What  if  the  foolish  and  the  poor 

His  glorious  grace  partake? 
This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more. 
For  so  the  prophets  spake. 


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5  Do  some  that  own  his  sacred  name, 

Indulge  their  souls  in  sin? 
Jesus  should  never  bear  the  blame; 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6  Then  let  our  faith  grow  firm  and  strong; 

Our  lips  profess  his  word; 
Nor  blush,  nor  fear  to  walk  among 
The  men  that  love  the  Lord. 

DOXOLOGY. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Our  God,  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 


70  THE  HOLY  SCPwlPTURES. 

WATKRFORD.  NO  2.       L.       M. 

1  When  Is  -  rael  thro'  the  de-sert  pnss'd,   A    fie  -  ry     pil  -  lar  went  be  -  fore, 


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To  guide  them  thro'  the    drea  -  ry  waste,  And   les  -  sen   the    fa-tigues   they  bore. 


iiflEiiiyilElilB 


152 


L.    M. 


2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God! 

'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  giv'n; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 
And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heav'n. 


3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inactive  pow'rs: 
It  sets  our  wand' ring  footsteps  right- 
Displays  thy  love  and  kindles  ours. 


4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts; 
Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts; 
It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 


0  Ye  favored  lands,  that  have  this  word, 
Ye  saints,  who  feel  its  saving  pow'r. 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  his  distinguished  grace  adore. 


153 


L.    M. 


1  GOD'S  law  demands  our  living  faith, 
Not  a  gaunt  crowd  of  lifeless  creeds; 
Its  warrants  is  a  firm  ''God  saith;" 
Its  claim,  not  words,  but  actual  deeds. 


2  Yet,  Lord,  forgive;  thy  simple  law 

Grows  tarui.shed  in  our  earthly  grasp; 
Pure  in  itself,  without  a  flaw. 
It  dims  in  our  too  worldly  clasp. 


We  handle  it  with  unwashed  hands; 

We  stain  it  with  unhallowed  breath; 
We  gloss  it  with  device  of  man's, 

And  hide  thine  image  underneath. 


4  Forgive  the  sacrilege,  and  take 

From  off  our  souls  th'  unworthy  stain; 
And  show  us,  for  thy  Son's  dear  sake, 
Thy  pure  and  perfect  law  again. 


154 


L.    M. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

155 


M. 


1  UPON  the  gospel's  sacred  page, 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 
But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wings,  in  loftier  flight, 

From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  gospel  light 

Adds  to  its  influence  more  and  more. 

3  More  glorious  still,  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  bless'd,new  pow'rsunf  url'd. 
Expanding  with  th'  expanding  soul, 
Its  waters  shall  o'erflow  the  world; 

4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  flood  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  each  ling'ring  mist  away. 


1  'T  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 
The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 

And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  nre. 

2  The    works    and    wonders    which    they 

wrought, 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought: 
The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God!  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volumn  of  thy  book; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hopes  secure — 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 


Illg^iMii 


1  God    with     usi      O      glo  -rious  name!   Let     it    shine     in      end  -  less   fame; 

f-  f-  -r-  r-  *  -r  -^  -r-  -r-  ,*-•  r  *-*1_p_ 


God   and   man     in    Christ     u 


-< >-m  — 


nite  —  O      mys   -    te  -  rious   depth   nnd    hight! 

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156 


2  God  with  us!  amazini;  love 

Brought  him  from  his  courts  above; 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 


3  God  with  us!  O  wondrous  grace! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face; 
That  we  may  Immanuel  sins, 
As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 


CHRIST— 


KODMAN.       lis  ct  lOS. 


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l?ip^?ipiiPp=E^piPI 


■>-  ->-  ->- 


1  Hail  the  blest  morn!  when  the  great  Mediator  Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends! 

Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  ia  the  manger  ;  Lo  !  for  your  guide  the  bright  angel  attends. 

I  I  ^> 


157 


lls&  lOs 


2  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  ot  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thy  aid  ; 
Star  of  the  ¥.&st,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 
■]  Cohl  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall : 
Angels  adore  hirn  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Savior  of  all ! 

HARWELL.       8S  &  7s. 


4  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden,  and  offrings  divine; 
Gems  from  the  mountain,  and  pearls  from  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

5  Vainly  we  offer  e.ig  fh's  richest  oblation. 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  eecuro; 
Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration. 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor  ! 


Fint. 


^^5E3=:^E3^I 


-0—ft p- 


1  Come,  thou  long   ex  -  pect  -  ed     Je  -  sus,  Born  to     set    thy    poo  -  pic    free,  \ 
From   our  fears   and   sins     re  -  lease   us.     Let    us    liud    our    rest     in    thee!  J 
D.  C.   Dear    de  -  sire     of     eve  -  ry      na  -  tion,    Joy    of    eve  -  ry    long  -  ing  heart. 


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tion, 


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m^m^m^^mmiM^ 


'j~i 


S       N  N      S      S      '  S      S      S      S      S      S      I      1  DC. 


Israel's  strength  and  consolation,  Hope  of   all  the  earth  thou  art, 

Israel's  strength  and  con-so-la-tion,  Hope  of   all  the  earth  thou  art, 


z:--.r:p:p: 


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TIIK  INCARNATION. 


73 


158  ^^  •S:  7s. 

L  Come,  thou  long  expected  Jesus, 
Born  U)  set  thy  people  free, 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  lind  our  rest  in  thee! 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art. 
Dear  desire  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 


Born  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Born  II  child,  and  yet  a  King; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring; 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone: 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


ANTIOCH. 


liiifgp^i^Sgil 


1  Joy    to   the  world.'  the  Lord  has  come!  Let  ear^h  re  -  ceive  her  King: 


ry       heart      pre  -  pare      him      room,      And  heav'n  and  na  -  ture 

And 


^l^l:^i:±Pl^liiilll^ 


— ♦ 


^pp^gj^^ggilgig 


sing.           And  heav'n  and  nature  sing,              And  heav'n,  And  heav'n  and  nature  sing, 
heav'n  andnature  sing,  Audheav'n  andnature  sing. 


.•_#! 


mmm^m^^^^mm 


He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 


And  heav'n  and  nature  sing, 

l59  c.    m. 

I  Joy  to  the  earth!  the  Savior  reigns, 

Let  men  their  songs  employ;       [plains. 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks  hills  and  '  4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 

Repeat  the  soundmg  joy.  And  makes  the  nations  prove 

t  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow,  The  glories  of  his  righteousness. 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground;  I         And  wonders  of  his  love. 


WALKER.       C.       M. 


CHRIST— 


. N . \^. 


1  Hurk,   joy  -  ful  news,   the    Sav  -  ior  comes,   The    Sav  -  ior    prom 

2  On     him    the    Spir  -  it    large  -  ly  pour'cl    Ex  -  erts     his     sa  - 


■ised    long! 
creel    fire; 


=3^i|^^^^^E^Ii^^=!= 


Let      eve  -  ry    heart  pre  -  pare      a  throne,   And 
Wis  -  dom,  and  might,  anH  zeal,    and  love,     His 


eve 
ho 


ry    voice 
ly     breast 


a     song, 
in  -  spire. 


-^— , 


i^iiiii^iggiiii^is 


160 


C.    M. 


3  He  comes  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held: 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray. 
And  on  the  eyes  oppressed  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 


5  He  comes  the  broken  heart  to  bind 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And  with  the  treasure  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring, 
With  thy  beloved  name. 


ANXIE.       P. 


i^p^il 


1  All  hail,  hap-py  day,  When  enrobed  in  our  clay,  The  Re-deem-er  ap-peared  up-on  earth; 

2  Ye   an  -  gels  of*  God,  Sound  his  prais-es  a-broad,  And  acknowledge  him  J  A 11,  the  I  AM; 

-«--«--«-   ^   -»-  m-  -m-  -♦-  -m-  -m-  -m-  ••--,«-   ^  ■»'--2--»    <. 


THE  INCARNATION. 


75 


ANxiE — concluded. 


IIow  can  we  refrain    To     u  -  nite    in  the  strain,  And  to  liail  our    Im  -  man  -  ii  -  el's   birth. 
We    al  •  so   will  join    In    a  hymn  so  cli  -  vine,  Giv-ing  glo  -  ry     to    God   and   the  Lamb  I 

4   -m-  -m  -m-  w         m-  -m-  -m-  -m-  -m-  -m-  -m-  A  -m-  _      | 


IliMliilliMiiP 


61 


3  O  may  the  return 
Of  this  once  blessed  morn 

Be  forever  remembered  with  joy: 
Sweet  accents  of  praise 
All  our  voices  shall  raise; 

Hallelujah  shall  be  our  employ. 


4  Let  echo  prolong 

The  harmonious  song — 
Hallelujah.'?  again  and  again: 

He  kindles  the  fire, 

Whom  the  nations  desire, 
And  to  him  we  devote  the  glad  strain. 


PORTUGUESE. 


lis  &  10s 

J_J_i  J_    A  J 


6^-±Li: 


3 


I  Ilither.ye  faithful,hasto  in  S0Dg3  of  triumph,  ToBethlehcm  go,  theLord  of  life    to  meet;    To  you  this  day  is 


mMmm^^i^^^m 


#-#-#- 


LcTi  a  Prince  and  Savior;  Ocome.and  let  us  worship  Ocomo.and  let  U3worsliip,0  come,aDd  let  us  worsliip    at  his  feet. 

I        I     I     I     I        II 


62 


lls&lOs. 


2  0  Je«us,  for  Buch  wondrous  condescension 

Our  praises  and  reverence  are  an  ufTring  meet ; 
Now  is  the  word  made  fle^h,  and  dwells  among  us; 
0  come,  and  let  tia  worship  at  hia  feet. 


3  Shout  his  almighty  name,  ye  choirs  of  angels? 
And  let  the  ceiential  courts  liis  praise  repeat; 
Unto  our  God  be  glory  in  the  highest ; 
0  come,  and  let  ii:i  worship  at  his  leet! 


CHRIST— 


BATAVIA.       C.       M. 


1  While  Shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by  night,    All   seat  -  ed   on  the  ground.  The 


p]r,      -    rysh( 


-round, 


I       N    I       1         I         .S  II  I         J         d         ji' 


an  -  gel  of  the  Lord  cjimc  down,  And  glory  shone  a  -  round,  And      gio  -  ry  shone  a-round. 

And  glory  shone  around,  And  glory  shone  around. 


Andglo-ry  shone  a-round,  And  glo-ry  shone  a-round. 


163 


C.    M. 


"Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 
Had  seized  their  troubled  mind; 

''Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  3'ou  and  all  mankind. 


3  "To  you,  in  David's  town  this  day 
Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Savior,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sifrn: 


4  "The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find, 
To  human  view  dis])layed. 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands. 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 


Thus  spake  the  seraph;  and  forthwith 

Appeard  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
.  Addressed  their  joyful  song: 


6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 
And  to  the  earth  be  ])eace; 
Good  will,  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men, 
Begin,  and  never  cease." 


164  • 


C.    M. 


1  TO  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 
To  us  a  Son  is  given; 
'      Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obej^ 
Him  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 


2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Forevermore  adored, — 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counpellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 


3  His  power  increasing,  still  shall  spread: 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 


HIS  LlYE  AND  MISSION. 


77 


CHESTKIi. 


M. 


I 


1  Je  -  sus,  the  name  high  o  -  ver     all,      In    hell,    or   earth,    or  sky;    An-gels  and 

2  Je  -  sue,  th»*  n:ime   to   sin  -  ners  dear,  The  name   to    sin-ncra  giv'n;    It  scat-ters 

-^     J 


m^W^M 


-■pzrp 


men  be    - 
all    their 


And    dev  -  ils    fear  and  fly.    And   dev  -  ils    fear    and    fly. 
And  turns  their  hell  to  heav'n,  And  turns  their  hell  to  heav'n, 


165 

3  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace! 
The  anus  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

4  Ilis  only  righteousness  I  show, 

His  saving  truth  proclaim: 
'T  is  all  my  business  here  belovv, 
To  cry,  "Behold  the  Lamb'." 

5  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath, 

I  may  but  gasp  his  name! 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry,  in  death, 
''Behold,  behold  the  Lamb!" 

166  c.   M. 

1  THE  Savior,  what  a  noble  flame. 

Was  kindled  in  his  breast. 
When  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  marched  before  the  rest. 

2  Good  will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God 

His  every  thought  engross; 
He  longs  to  be  baptized  with  blood, 
He  pants  to  reach  the  cross. 
:j  With  all  his  sufTrings  full  in  view. 
And  woes  to  us  unknown. 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  fiew; 
'T  was  love  that  urged  him  on. 
4  Lord,  we  return  thee  what  we  can; 
Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad 
Salvation  to  the  dying  Man, 
And  to  the  rising  God. 


5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 
Engage  our  wondering  eyes, 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 

167  c.    M. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ears! 

It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds. 
And  drives  away  his  fears. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 

'T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name!  the  Rock  on  which  I  build. 
My  Shield  and  Hiding?  Place; 

My  never  failing  treasury,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 
i  My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
!  And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 
i          But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I  I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

C  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 
With  every  fleeting  breath; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


78 


CHRIST— HIS  LIFE 


lOAVA.       S. 


zbiEZTii- rzii.3:: 


1  The     law       by      Mo  -  scs     came,    But  peace,   and  truth,    and     love, 


AVere  brought  by  Christ    (a     no   -    bier  name)    Do  -  scend  -  ing    from     a  -  bove. 


168  s-    ^i 

2  Amidst  the  house  of  God 

Their  ditierent  vvoiks  were  done: 
Moses  a  faithful  scrviiut  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands, 

Be  strict  obedience  paid; 
O'er  all  his  Father  s  house  he  stands. 
The  sovereign  and  the  head. 

GOTHA.     8s  &  7s. 


4  The  man  that  durst  despise 

The  law  that  Moses  brought. 
Behold,  how  terribly  he  dies, 
For  his  presumptuous  thought. 

5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls. 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 


1  Je  -  sus  wept!  those  tears  are   o  -  ver,    But   his   heart   is   still   the    same: 
Kinsman,  Friend,  and  El-der  Broth-er,    Is     his    ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing  name. 

Sav  -  ior,    who    can     love     like     thee?      Gra-cious    One      of       Beth  -  a  -  nyl 


AND 

L69  Ss  &  7s. 

1  Jesus  wept!  those  tears  are  over, 

But  his  heart  is  still  the  same: 
Kiusman,  Friend,  and  Elder  Brother, 
Is  his  ever  lasting  name. 

Savior,  who  can  love  like  thee? 

Gracious  One  on  Bethany! 

2  When  the  panirs  of  trial  seize  us, 

"When  the  waves  of  sorrow  roll, 
I  will  lay  my  head  on  Jesus — 
Pillow  of  the  troubled  soul. 
Truly,  none  can  feel  like  thee, 
Weeping  One  of  Bethany! 
70  ROWLAND.      C.      M.      D. 


MISSION 

i 


79 


3  Jesus  wept,  and  still  in  glory 

He  can  mark  each  mourner's  tear- 
Living  to  retrace  the  story 

Of  the  hearts  he  solaced  here. 
Lord,  when  I  am  called  to  die, 
Let  me  think  of  Bethany! 

4  Jesus  wept!  the  tear  of  sorrow 

Is  a  legacy  of  love; 
Yesterday,  to-day,  to-morrow, 
lie  the  same  shall  ever  prove. 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me, 
Living  One  of  Bethany! 


Si^l^fiiE^sSllg^^^^fSifgE 


P         9       9 

his  heavenly  crown.  His  seep  -  ter  clad    w  ith 
in      fee  -  ble  -  ncss.   The  in  -  fant     of       an 
his    robe    of  w^rath,  With  arm  outstretch'd  to 

tial 
to 


#        #       0-     -# 

1  lie  came  not  with 
His  com  -  ing    was 

2  He   came,  not     in 
But      on    the    dark-ling  paths  of  earth,   To    pour    ce    -   les 

3  And   thou  hast  borne  them,  Sav-ior  meek!  And  there-fore   un 


In    hum  -  ble  -  ness  and  grat  -  i  -  tude.  Our  hearts  shall   off  -  er'd 


0-     d 

pow'r; 
hour, 
slay; 

day- 
thee, 
be: 


f^^^^mim^wmm^i\ 


b*«*      *^    ^^ 

An  hum-ble  man-gcr  cradled  first,  The  Yir-giu's  ho  -  ly  birth.  And  low -ing 
To  guide  in  peace  the  wimd'ring  feet,  The  bro-ken  heart  to  bind,  And  bear  up- 
Our  con-trite  heart  an   ofl^r-ing.  Lord,  Which  thou  wilt  not  de  -  spise.  Our  souls,  our 


^ 
-^^ 


herds  surrounded  there  The  Lord  of  heav'n  and  earth,  The  Lord  of  heav'n  and 
on  the  painful  cross,  The  sins  of  hu-man  kind.  The  sins  of  hu-man 
bod-ies,    all    be  thine,    A    liv  -  ing   sac  -  ri  -  fice,      A       liv  -  ing    sac  -  ri 

S      N 


fi_fi  rf—VL 


--■^F^=^^ 


"^^^^^E^^m 


p 


'C    « 


80 


CHRIST— HIS  LIFE 


HOPE.       L.      M. 


1  And  19     the    gos  -  pel  pence  andlovc!  Such  let  our  coq- ver  -  sa  -  tion    be! 


L».-.-i? — ,' — ^-i- J  -I-.-'— J— J -I — , — ^,-- i-^-, 
-^ — ^  _.i_4j^ — ^ ^._i_^^--_ "« — ^ — ^  -  •  -  ^— ^ ^-.n. 

The  ser-pent  blend -cd  with  the  dove— AVis-dom  and  meek  sim  -  pli  -  ci 


ty. 


Wh 


■^ 


■m- 


}-m-  -m-  -m-   -m- 


-^■V  I 


mm^^^^m^ 


171  L 

2  AVhene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes,  [strife, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind. 

How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  those  the  rules  by  which  we  live! 


To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 

Humility  and  holy  zeal 
Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love; 

If  then  we  love  the  Savior's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 


B0YL5T0X.      S.      M. 


PiM^ig^-g 


wm 


1  Did    Christ   o'er     sin    -   ners    weep,   And    shall     our    cheeks      be      dry' 


1 


Let     tears    of    pen 


n 


m^^m 


# —  ^ — -m — W, 


pLIi 


ten  -  tial  griof  Flow  forth  from    eve    -   r 


■K 


eye. 


^mm^m^^s^^^ 


AND 


172 


S.    M. 


2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 

The  wondering  angels  see; 
Be  thou  astonished,  O,  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  lie  wept  that  we  might  weep, 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 


173 


L.    M. 


1  HOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 


MISSION.  81 

AVhen  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  tilled  the  place! 

2  Christ  came  from  heav'n  ;()f  heav'n  he  spoke ; 
To  heav'n  he  led  his  followers'  way; 

Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unvailing  an  immortal  day. 

3  "Come,  wand'rers,  to  my  Father's  home; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest;" 

Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust; 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride  decay; 

A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 


SILOAM. 


it. 


1    Thou    art    the    Way;    to    thee      a  -  lone    From    sin   and   death  we  flee; 

-p-  .p.     .ft.  ^ 

==^4-p-zE-p==:pzF_f:==f:^-pp-f:pi^^^ 


** 


And     he    who  would  the    Fa  -  ther  seek.  Must   seek  him,  Lord,  through  thee. 


174 


C.    M. 


THOU  art  the  Way;  to  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee; 

And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek. 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  through  thee. 

Thou  art  the  Truth;  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 

And  purify  the  heart. 


3  Thou  art  the  Life;  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee, 
Nor  death  uor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life 

Grant  us  to  know  that  way. 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Which  lead  to  endless  day. 


82 


CHRIST- HIS  NAME 


BELMOKE.      L.       M. 


???iw^iliiililiiiii^ip 


1  My  dear  Re-deem-er,  and  my  Lord,   I    read  my    du  -  ty     in    thy  word; 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal.  Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 


-i^E 


Plii 


-^^■ 


f- 


But     in    thy    life    the     law 
Such  love  and  meek-ness    so 


char 


=f=[ 


-f: 


ap-pears.  Drawn  out   in     liv  -  ing    char  -  ac  -  ters. 
di  -  vine,    I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 


k-r 


175  L.    M. 

3  Could  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 


Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  the  victory,  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern;  may  I  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  ray  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

176  L.    M. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live. 

The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause. 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies — the  heav'ns  in  mourning  stood; 
He  rises,  by  the  power  of  God; 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
AVhich  bears  credentials  so  divine. 


177 


L.    M. 


1  HOW  beautious  were  the  marks  divine, 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine; 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 

In  wondrous  love,  O  Son  of  God. 

2  O,  who  like  thee — so  calm,  so  bright, 
So  pure,  so  made  to  live  in  light? 

O,  w^ho  like  thee  did  ever  go 

So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe. 

3  O,  who  like  thee  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men,  before 
So  meek,  forgiving.  God-like,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility. 

4  The  bending  angels  stooped  to  see 
The  lisping  infant  clasp  thy  knee, 
And  smile,  as  in  a  Father's  eye, 
Upon  thy  mild  divinity. 

5  And  death,  which  sets  the  prisoners  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  Thee; 
Yet  love  through  all  thy  torture  glowed. 
And  mercy  with  the  life-blood  flowed. 

6  O,  in  thy  light  be  niine  to  go. 
Illuming  all  my  way  of  woe: 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 

To  trace  thy  footsteps.  Son  of  God! 


J 


AND  CllAlLVCTER. 


83 


OKTONVILLE. 


M. 


Ma 

No 


mm$ 


m- 

jes  -  tic    swect-npRd    nts  en-throned  Up  -  on    the  Sav-ior's    brow; 
mor  -  tal  can  with    bim  coui-par©   A  -  mong  the  sony  of      men: 


His  )iead  witli  radiant 
Fair-er     in    he    than 


r-B-^-e-rm-r-Q-m-B-m-r-B'w — |-«-ra-(«-*; 


:pir^:.|-prp 


glo-ries  crowned,     His 
all        the   fair        Who 


ps     with    grace     o'er   -   flow 
till      the     heaven  •  \y       train, 


His 

WliO 


lijiB     with    grace     o'er    -   flow, 
fill     the      heaven  -  ly      train. 


— lU — mr <d-|— 1« — f-fci — m — 


178  ^'   ^i- 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 
And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

THE  angel's  song.     l. 


M. 


4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 
And  all  the  joys  I  have; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

N S 


l^^s^ilpiMiiliili 


1  When  marshall'd  on 

2  Hark!  Hark!  to    God 


the 
the 


night-ly    plain,   Tlie   glitt'r-ing  host     be  -  stud    the    sky, 
cho-rus  bleaks,  Frum   eve  -  ry    host,   from  eve  -  ry   gem; 


One   Star 
But   one 


^    ^    r    )^    '^    ^^ 


sin  -  ner's  wand'ring  eye, 
Star    of  Beth-le  -  hem. 


Tan  fix  the 
It     is    the 


wand'ring  rye. 
Beth  -  le  -  hem. 


179  L     M 

o  Once  on  the  raging  boas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  daik  ; 
The  ocean  yawned  and  rudely  blowed 

The  wind  that  tossed  my  fonnd'ring  bark. 
4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze. 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  title  tu  Etem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  Star  arose — 
It  wNo  the  Star  r>f  BethI»'hom. 


5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all: 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease; 
And  through  the  sturni  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  i>ort  ol  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moored — my  peril's  o'er, 

I'll  sing  first  in  night's  diadem, 
for  ever  uud  for  ever  more, 

The  Ftar— tlif  Star  r,f  ncthVb.cm. 


8i 


WEBB.       7S  <fe  CS. 


CHRIST— HIS  NAME 


I  llow   lost  wa8  my 
There  js    but    Oue 


con  -  di  -  tion,  Till    Je-8us  made  me  whole, 

Fhy  - 8i  -  cian, f Omit ]  Can  cure   a     sinsick    soul: 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 
2  Of   men    great  skill   pos-eess-ing,    I  thought  a  cure    to     gain, 

But   that  proved  more   distiessiug,  [Omit ]  And   added     to    my    pain; 

Aud  all  my  hopes  were  crostied. 


3Sililil®l3^|i^i^ 


Next  door   to  death  he     found   me,    And  plucked  me  Irom   the  grave,  To     tell      to     all      a- round    me, 
Borne  said    that  nothing     ailed    me,  Some  gave   me    up      for   lost;     Thus    e\e-  ry     lef-  uge  failed  me, 


180 


7s  &  Gs. 

3  At  length  this  great  Physician— 

How  matchless  is  his  power — 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  cure; 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 

For  sin  my  sight  had  sealed. 
Then  bid  me  look  unto  him, 

1  looked,  and  I  was  healed. 


MARTYN 


4  A  bleeding,  dying  Jesus, 

Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  sin  he  frees  us 

And  faves  our  souls  from  death. 
Come,  then,  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only— Look  and  live. 


Fine. 


-^- 


■\-p-p-- ■t--n-wl-n-m]-n. 


P-P 


1  Je 


T      of  my  Roul,  Let  me  to     thy  bo-som    fly,    I    J 
While  the  near-er  wa-ters  roll,  "While  Ihe  tempest  still   is  high.  )     { 
D.  C.    Safe  in  -  to   the    ha  -  ven  guide,  0  receive  my   soul  at    last! 


Hide  me,  O  my  Savior, 
Till  the  storm  of  lile   is 


p!-0P-^--S-5TF=F-F[S"S"!a=FFF"FFi^'":E:a 


--Qa-f-e-m  FF-P-FN  -  *  o-FFF-FF,«^  %F  a  -«-  a-«f  s^-F 


.cfi-%^^' 


Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  py  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leive,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  ; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  i.s  stayed. 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring. 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

With  tho  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want. 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  tht*  blind. 


Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
I  am  all  unrighteoupness, 

Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 
Thou  art  lull  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin — 
Let  the  healing  stream  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  ; 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  U-t  me  take  <>(  thee  : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heait, 

RIso  to  all  eternity. 


AND  CHAKACTEK. 


85 


8ICILY.       88  it   Ts. 


1    Yes,  for   mc,     for     mc     he     carcth   With   a   broth- crs  Icn-dcr  care; 


Yes,    with   Die,  with     mc 


he     sha-relh   Eve  -  ry    bur 

mm   -m      -m-       >■ 

-f—f—f-  f-rf-— ^'£J="- EtE— r^-il-f 


den,    eve  -  ry  fear. 

—  k- 


:EE^-1 


f^^ 


iiS 


"I — r 


182 


8s  &  7s. 


Yes,  o'er  me,  o'er  me  he  watchetb, 
Ceaseless  watcheth,  night  and  day; 

Yes,  e'en  rae,  e'en  me  he  snatcheth 
From  the  perils  of  the  way. 


3  Yes,  for  me  he  standeth  })leading. 
At  the  mercy  seat  above; 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 
Constant  in  untiring  love. 


1  Yes,  in  mc  abroad  he  sheddeth 
Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light; 
And  to  cover  me  he  sprcadeth 
His  paternal  wing  of  night. 


~)  Yes,  in  mc,  in  me  he  dwellcth; 
I  in  him,  and  he  in  me! 
And  my  empty  soul  he  filleth. 
Here  and  through  eternity. 


^  Thus  I  wait  for  his  returning, 
JSinging  all  the  way  to  heaven: 
Suf  h  the  joyful  song  of  morning, 
J^uch  the  tranquil  song  of  ev'n. 


183 


8s  & 


1  ONE  there  is  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  friend; 
Ilis  is  love  beyond  a  brother's. 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which,  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  this  Savior  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased. 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now  above  all  glory  raised. 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  O!  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften! 

Teach  us.  Lord,  at  length  to  lovc; 
We,  alas!  forget  too  often. 
What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 


DOXOLOGY. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven. 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise. 

As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 


8G 


CHlilST—IIISlS'AME 


SEASONS.      L.       M. 


.1—1.^  J. 


mmMm 


1  Jesus,(hy  blood  and  righleou6ness,My  beauty  are,my  glorious  dress'/Midst  flamingworldSjin 


:lft 


E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
sus  hath  lived  and  died  lor  me. 


these  arrayed,  V/ith  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

\\.tL.a. 


■<-< 


gm^mi 


184 


M. 


2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies — 


Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with   blood, 
Savior  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim! 
Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  1  am. 

4  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years: 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

5  O  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice! 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  banished  ones  rejoice; 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 


EOCK  OF  AGES. 


mmmim^ 


Fine. 


1  Rock  of   A-ges,  cleft  for  me,    Let   ine  hide  myself 
D.  C.        Be   of  8io  the  double  cure  ;  Cleanse  me  from  its  guil 

IS,  I 


w 


D.C. 


i 


glB 


i«SliilgigliliiP' 


in    thee,      f     Let    the    wa-terand   the  blood, 
tandijow'r.  (  From  thy  riven  side  which   flowed, 


185 


^|-*'--r-^- 


f.-J 


EEE^Ffa^: 


[[ 


2  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfill  the  law's  demands; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow. 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  1  cling; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress, 


Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me.  Savior,  or  I  die. 

While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath. 
When  my  heart-strings  break  m  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown. 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment-throne. 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 


1 


VANWERT.      I 


11. 


AND  CHAIIACTER. 


1  I 


With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace  Of  our  High  Priest  above; 
His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness:  [Omit ] 

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186  C.    M. 

1  WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  faigh  Priest  above; 
His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness: 
His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame: 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same 


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3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  each  distressing  hour. 


STATE  STREET.       S.       M. 


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187  S.  M. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb 

Takes  all  our  sins  away; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand. 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 


My  soul  looks  back  to  see 
The  burdens  thou  didst  bear 

When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice. 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 


CHRIST— HIS  NAME 


NUNDA. 


M. 


1  Jc  -  sus!  the    ver-y  thought  is  sweet;  In  that  dear  name  all  heart-joys  meet; 

2  Ko  word  is  sung  more  sweet  than  this;  No  name  is  heard  more  full  of  bliss; 


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188 


L.    M. 


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3  Jesus,  the  hope  of  souls  forlorn! 
How  good  to  them  for  sin  that  mourn; 
To  them  that  seek  thee,  O  how  kind! 
But  what  art  thou  to  them  that  find? 


4  No  tongue  of  mortal  can  express, 
No  letters  write  its  blessedness; 
Alone,  who  hath  thee  in  his  heart 
Knows,  love  of  Jesus,  what  thou  art. 


MEMPHIS. 


M. 


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1  Je  -  sus,   thou    art     the 
2  Re  -  mem  -  ber    thy    pure 


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AND  CHARACTER. 


189 


C.    M. 


3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God! 

I  yield  myself  to  thee: 
While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
O  Lord:  remember  me. 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile, 

Yet  thy  salvation's  free; 
Then  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 
O  Lord!  remember  me. 


5  Howc'er  forsaken  or  distressed, 

Howe'er  oppressed  I  be, 
Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me. 

6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death. 

And  creature  helps  all  flee. 
Then,  O  my  great  Redeemer,  God! 
I  pray,  remember  me. 


LENOX.      H.      M. 


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1  A -rise,  my  boul,  a  -  rise,  SLaka  off  thy  guilty  fear?,  The  bleedingsac-ri-fice  In  my  behalf  appears; 


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Before  the  throne  my  Savior  standf.;  Before  tliethione  my  Savior  stands;  My  name  is  writtenon  his  hands. 
Before  the  throne  mySavior  stands;  Before  the  throne  my  Savior  stands;  Jly        name    is  writ-ten  on  his  hands. 


190 


H.    M. 


2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede; 
With  his  redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead; 
His  blood  was  spilt  for  all  our  race. 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears. 

Received  on  Calvary; 
They  pour  eflectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me: 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive!  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die! 


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4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  one; 
He  can  not  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son; 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood. 
And  tells  me,  1  am  born  of  God. 

5  To  God  I'm  reconciled. 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear. 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh. 
And  Father,  Abba  Father,  cry! 


90 


SACKED  CROWX 


CHRIST- 

7s  ifc  6s. 


-HIS  SUFFERING 


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191 


7s  &  6s. 


2  On  me,  as  thou  art  dying, 

O,  turn  thy  pitying  eye; 
To  thee  for  mercy  crying, 

Before  thy  cross  I  lie. 
Thine,  thine  the  bitter  passion; 

Thy  pain  is  all  for  me; 
Mine,  mine  the  deep  transgression; 

My  sins  are  all  on  thee. 

3  What  language  can  I  borrow 

To  praise  thee,  heavenly  Friend, 
For  all  this  dying  sorrow, 
Of  all  my  woes  the  end? 


O,  can  I  leave  thee  ever? 

Then  do  not  thou  leave  me- 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 

Be  near  when  I  am  dying; 

Then  close  beside  me  stand; 
Let  me,  while  faint  and  sighing, 

Lean  calmly  on  thy  hand: 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  thee  shall  never  move," 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely — in  thy  love. 


MOUNT  OLIVET. 


M. 


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1  'T  is  midnight,  and  on  01  -  ive's  brow,  The  Star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone'. 

2  'T  is  midnight — and  from  all  removed,    Im-man-ucl  wrestles  lone  with  fears; 


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MOUNT  OLIVET — concluded. 


91 


'Tis   midnight,    in     the     gar  -  den  now  The    suft'ring  Sav  -  ior  prays  a  -  lone. 
E'en   the    dis  -  ci  -  pie    that     he  loved,  Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 


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192 

3  'T  is  midnight — and,  for  others'  guilt, 
The  Min  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood; 
Yet  He  who  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 


4  T  is  midnight — and,  from  ether-plains, 
Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Savior's  woe. 


EVAX.       C.      M. 


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C.    M. 


2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 

Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 

And  love  beyond  degree! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God's  own  Son  was  crucified 
For  man   the  creature's  sin. 


4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears, 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of'love  I  owe: 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away; 
'T'is  all  that  I  can  do. 


92 


JANESVILLK. 

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CHRIST- 

8s  &  Vs. 


-HIS  SUFFERING 


1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  bless-ing,  Which  be  -  fore  the  cross  I  spend; 

2  Here  I'll     sit   for  -  ev  -  er   view  -  ing  Mer-cy's  streams,  in  streams  of  blood, 

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194  8s  &  7s. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie; 

"While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

4  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven. 

While  upon  the  cross  I  gaze; 
Love  I  much?  I'm  more  forgiven — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


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5  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe, 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding. 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

6  May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling. 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go: 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 
And  himself  more  fully  know. 


WARE. 


M. 


1  Did  our  Im  -  man-uel  die  for    us,    To   save  such  poor,  re-bell-ious  men? 
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Did    he      dis  -  play  his     pit   -    y    thus,   That  we  might  come  to   God    a  -  gain? 

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AND  DEATH. 


195 


L.    M. 


2  All  human  language  wants  a  name 

For  this  unfathomed,  wondrous  love: 
This  pure,  immortal,  fervent  flame, 
Spnmg  only  from  the  God  above. 

3  What  can  we  add,  our  speech  is  faint; 

We  sink  beneath  the  pond'rous  load; 
This  love  no  eloquence  can  paint; 
'T  is  grand;  't  is  worthy  of  a  God. 


4  O'erwheimed  with  this  abyss  of  love; 
We  stand  astonished  at  the  grace 
That  brought  the  tSavior  from  above, 
To  die  for  all  the  fallen  race. 


Did  our  Immanuel  die  for  us? 

What  more  can  be  by  sounds  exprest? 
For  sinners  Christ  was  made  a  curse : 

Eternity  must  tell  the  rest. 


WINDSOR. 


M. 


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198 


C.    M. 


1  BEHOLD  the  Savior  of  mankind 
Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined, 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee! 


Hark,  how  he  groans!  while  nature  shakes, 
And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend; 

The  temple's  vail  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 


3  'Tis  done!  the  precious  ransom's  paid, 
Receive  my  soul!  he  cries: 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head, 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies. 


4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  pow'rful  chain, 
And  in  full  glory  shine! 
O  Lamb  of  God!  was  ever  pain 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  V 


04  ClIRIST-lIIS  SUFFERING  AND  DEATH. 

WINDHAM.       L.       M. 

#T^ 1 — I 1 1  —— 1-| — 1~ — r'~~r~i~__      n 1~ 


1  Stretched  on  the  cross  the  Savior  dies,   Hark!  his  ex  -  pir  -  ing  groans  a  -  rise; 


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2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound; 
The  vital  stream,  how  free  it  flows, 
To  cleanse  and  save  his  rebel  foes! 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain? 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart. 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart, 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 


198 


L.     M. 


1  HE  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies! 

Lo!  Salem's  daughters  weep  around! 
A  solemn  darkness  vails  the  skies, 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  A  conflict  with  the  powers  of  hell. 

Your  Savior  did  for  you  sustain; 
He  nobly  fought,  but  ah!  he  fell! 

Break,  heart  of  flint!  the  Lamb  is  slain. 


3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men! 
But,  lo,  what  sudden  joys  we  see! 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again! 

4  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb! 

(The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise!) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies! 


5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  Death  in  chains. 


6  Say,  "Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save!" 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "Where's  thy  sting? 
And  Where's  thy  vict'ry, boasting  Grave?" 


DOXOLOGY. 


Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


CilRIST-lllS  RESURRECTION  AND  GLORY. 

AVILMOT.       7S. 


95 


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1  "Christ,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n    to  -  daj,"   Sons  of    men    and      an    -    gels    say: 


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Raise  j'ourjoys   and     tri  -  uiuphs    high,    Sing,   ye  hcav'ns,   and  earth   re  -  ply: 


li^N^^ 


199 


7s. 


2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won; 
Lol  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er, 

Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  has  burst  the  gate  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King! 
"Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting?" 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save: 
"Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave' 

•5  Hail  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  I 
Praise  to  thee  by  both  be  given! 
Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 
Hail:  the  Resurrection — Thou! 


200 


L.    M. 


I  OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky 


2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates! 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way! 


3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light. 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right- 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in! 


4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory?— Who? 
The  Lord  who  all  his  foes  o'ercame: 
The  world,  sin,  death  and  hell  o'erthrew, 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqu'ror's  name. 


5  Lo!  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates! 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way! 


6  Who  is  the  King  of  glory?— Who? 

The  Lord,  of  boundless  might  posscst. 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
Lord  over  all,  for  ever  blest. 


9C 


CHRIST— HIS  RESURRECTION 


MARTYX  7S. 


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Fine. 


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1  Ma  -  ry      to     the     Sav-ior's  tomb,  Hast  -  ed    at     the     ear  -  ly 

Spicfe  she  brought  and  sweet  perfume,  But  the  Lord  she    loved  had 

i).  C  Trembling  while   a    crys  -  tal    flood  Is  -  sued  from  her    weep-ing 

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201  7s. 

1  MARY  to  the  Savior's  tomb, 

Hasted  at  the  early  dawn; 
Spice  she  brought  and  sweet  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 
For  a  while  she  lingering  stood, 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise; 
Trembling  w^hile  a  crystal  flood 

Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 


2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled. 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice: 
Christ  has  risen  from  the  dead : 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice; 
What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day, 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Pie  will  wipe  your  tears  aAvay. 


VICTORY.      6s. 


mmMmm 


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1  Sing  praise!  the  tomb  is  void  Where  the  Re-deem-er  lay;  Sing  of  our  bonds  de- 

-a-  -m-  -m-   -e-  ^    -«-    _      -  -    -■•-   -^' 


AND  GLOUV. 


07 


202  ♦^s. 

1  SING  praise!  the  tomb  is  void 

Where  the  Redeemer  hiy; 
Sing  of  our  bonds  destroyed 
Our  darkness  turned  to  day. 

2  Weep  for  your  dead  no  more; 

Friends,' be  of  joyful  cheer; 
Our  star  moves  on  before, 
Our  narrow  path  shines  clear. 

3  He  who  so  patiently, 

The  crown  of  thorns  did  wear- 
He  hath  gone  upon  high; 
Our  hope  is  with  him  there. 


4  Now  is  his  truth  revealed, 

His  majesty  and  might; 
The  grave  has  been  unsealed; 
Christ  is  our  life  and  light. 

5  lie  who  for  men  did  weep; 

Sutler,  and  bleed,  and  die- 
First  fruits  of  them  that  sleep — 
Christ  has  gojie  upon  high. 

G  His  victory  hath  destroyed, 

The  shafts  that  once  could  sla}- 
Sing  praise!  the  tomb  is  void 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 


WORSHIP.       C.       M. 


--.'- 


Slili^gli:^saillliii^ 


D~«" 


r^r-^-P 


S- 


M 


Izb 


1  Ye    hum-ble  souls,  that   seek  the  Lord,  Chase  all  your  fears   a  -  way; 
3  Thus  low   the  Lord     of    life  was  brought;  Such  wonders  love  can  do; 

g:z:pzr:?ir:f-r  cr-?zr :g.-f  zr  g 


«;.=^l|^iii^^^pi|P 


zm 


And  bow   with    pleas  -  ure    down     to 
Thus  cold    in     death    that     bo   -    som 


see 
lay 

C_ 


^Mzliri 


The    place  where  Je  -  sus     lay. 
Which  throbb'd  and  bled  for    you. 

^r-    f-    — 


203  C    M 

3  A  moment  give  a-loose  to  grief — 

Let  grateful  sorrows  rise; 
And  wash  the  bloody  stains  away 
With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 

4  Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  songs, 

The  Savior  lives  again; 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Couq'ror  could  detain. 


mm^m^ 


5  High  o'er  th'  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonor'd  head; 
And,  thro'  uunumber'd  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

6  With  joy  like  his  shall  every  saint . 

His  empty  tomb  survey; 
Then  rise,  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 


98 


CHRIST— HIS  RESURRECTION 


STOW 


II.     ir. 


-#:^:4 r-Ki- 


'm^mjmmmiwMmm^^ 


1  Yes 


the      Re    -    deem  -  er      rose,     The    Sav 


ior 


left     the    dead, 


l_         s « 


:^EE*fe 


And    o'er      our       hell 


■:fi 


ish     foes,    High  raised   his      conq'  -  ring  head:      In 


mm 


-P "I £ r 


i^ 


^ 


fPiB 


wild  dis-may  The  guards    a   -    round    Fall    to  the  ground,  and     sink    a    -    way. 

— I — ^--nM^r-i--l--in--fT-^T>~^^~^"^~''^ — ^r~r~F— ^— r~rr 

zip  — ^ — r— p-h-i — ^f-^ l-^-h-j-i — ^^  zz±  izizp-zhr-ji- — I .frAJL 


204 


H.    M. 


2  Behold,  th'  angelic  bands 
la  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands. 

And  worship  at  his  feet. 
Joyful  they  come,  and  wing  their  way 
From  realms  of  day,  to  Jesus'  tomb. 


Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear; 


Hark!  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air! 
Their  anthems  say,  "Jesus,  who  bled. 
Hath  left  the  dead:  he  rose  to-day." 


4  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound — 
Rcdeem'd  by  him  from  hell — 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell; 
Transported,  cry,  "Jesus,  who  bled. 
Hath  left  the  dead,  no  more  to  die." 


*  In  first  Btanza,  use  tie  and  small  notes  in  Gth  line.    In  third  anJ  fourth  stanzas,  use   tie  and  small  notes- 
in  5tb  line. 


AND  GLOKY. 


99 


HARRINGTON.       8s. 


1  Be  -  bold,  the  bright  morning  ap  -pears,  And  Je  -  sus  revives  from  the  grave; 


m^^^^mtBm^ 


-I- 

His    ris  -  ing   re-moves  all  our   fears,     And  sho^vs  him  al  -  might  -  y     to    save. 


i^^^^ 


205 


8s. 


2  How  strong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries! 
The  worth  of  his  blood,  how  divine ! 
How  perfect  is  his  sacrifice, 

Who  rose,  though  he  suffered  for  sin. 


The  Man  that  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
The  Man  that  on  Calvary  died, 

The  Man  that  bore  scourging  and  scorns. 
Whom  sinners  agreed  lo  deride — 


4  Now  blessed  for  ever  is  made, 
And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain: 
Now  glory  has  crowned  his  head: 
We  sintr  of  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 


5  Believing,  wc  share  in  his  joy; 
By  faith  we  partake  in  his  rest; 
With  this  we  can  cheerfully  die. 
For  with  liim  we  hope  t  j  be  blest. 


6  When  he  shall  appear  in  the  sky, 
To  take  us  to  mansions  of  rest; 


We'll  join  the  bright  chorus  on  high, 
And  lean  evermore  on  his  breast. 


No.  1.  8s,     {Selected.) 

1  3IY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 

His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim. 
And  join  with  the  armies  above. 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine. 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ: 

To  see  them  incessantly  thine. 

My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

3  He  freely  redeemed  with  his  blood 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell. 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  a  God, 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell: 

4  To  shine  with  the  angels  in  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing; 
To  view  with  eternal  delight. 
My  Jesus,  my  Savior,  and  King! 


100  CHRIST— HIS  SECOND 

THE  VOICI.:  OF  TKIUMPH.      lOs,  lls,  <fc  12s. 

1  Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high,  For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die 

'ifi'fL'&i  ■?'  ~&:^"fLi^1^'  -m--m--m-  -«- 


mm'' 


w> 


m 


im§Mrt-. 


I 


Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  him,  And  short  thedominion  of  death  and  the  grave; 


Uf  _5_^_rp_  t;-t=L-|^-  ,j-j*-rp-  rjiLpif— Jjr^r LJz.^^^_r^ 


He  burst  from  the  fetters  of     darkness  that  bound  him,  Resplendent  in  glory  to  live  and  to  save ; 

r-^iS- — r- i-FF-£-  g^F^-f-Ff-FF— U-Lr-Fj— r  -£^F— U-  ^V^—l 


E^^Miiii^lgiMii 


Loud  was  the  cho-rus   of   an-gels   on  high,  The  Sav-ior  hath  risen  and  man  shall  not  die. 


^    -M- 


m-  -(€-  -«--«- 


SSi^i^l 


206 


lOs,  lis,  &  12s. 


LIFT  yonr  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  JesuB  hath  rJRen,  and  man  shall  not  di'i; 

Vain  wore  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  him, 
And  Hhort  the  dominion  of  death  and  the  grave; 

He  burstfi  from  the  fetters  ofdarkness  that  bound  him, 
Resplendent  in  glory  to  live  and  to  save; 

fiOnd  was  the  choruH  of  angels  on  high, 

'I'lioFavior  liiilli  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 


2  Glory  to  God,  in  full  anthems  of  joy  ; 

The  being  he  gave  us  death  cannot  destroy; 
Sad  were  the  life  we  may  part  with  tomorrow, 

If  tears  were  our  birth-right,  and  death  were  our  end; 
But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 

And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend  : 
Lift  then,  your  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  .It'sus  hath  risen,  jind  man  sliaM  not  dia. 


\VAT<  IIMAN. 
■—•^^rano. 


ADVENT  AND  KEIGN. 
(tlouble.) 


101 


i^^=gl£=^J?Jil^£ 


II 


1  Watch-man! 

2  "Watch-man! 

3  "NVatch-man! 

,&JfK— Tenor. 


tell  us  of  the  night;  What  its  signs  of  prom  -  isc  arc; 
tell  us  of  the  night;  High  -  cr  yet  that  Star  as-ccnds? 
tell     us     of     the   night,     For    the  morn-ing  seems  to  dawn? 


-^;?-iSia^ji?Mgi-^=^a^^Sii 


Trav'-ler!   o'er  yon  mountain's  hight,    See     that     glo 
Trav'  -  ler!  bless  -  ed  -  ncss  and  light,  Peace   and  truth 
Trav'-ler!  dark-ness  takes  its   flight;  Doubt  and  ter   - 

Duii.— Soprano  and  Alio. 


ry  -  beam-ing   Star. 

its  course  por-tends. 

ror     are    with-drawn. 


tell? 


Watch-man!  docs    its    beauteous  ray    Aught    of     hope     or  joy      fore 

Watch-man!  will    its  beams    a  -  lone      Gild  the    spot    that  gave   them  birth? 

Watchman!    let    thy  wanderings  cease;   Hie  thee     to      thy  qui    -    ct    home: 

Duct.— Tatar  and  Bass.                                                             -j*-'        ^                .  I 

^          i             ^                                                                                         ^  ^           ^ 

Trav'ler!    ves.    it    brines   the     day,    Prom-ised     day      of  Is    -    ra    -    cl. 


Trav'ler!  yes,  it  brings  the  day,  Prom-ised  day  of  Is 
Trav'ler!  *a  -  ges  are  its  own;  See,  it  bursts  o'er  all 
Trav'ler!     lo!    the  Prince  of  Peace!    Lo!     the     Son     of    God 


en  OR  US  for  first  and  second  Stanzas. 


ra    -    cl. 
the    earth, 
is     come! 


Trav'-ler! 
Trav'  -  ler! 


ycj 

a   - 


it    brings  the    day, 
ges    arc     its     own; 


Prom-ised     day 
See      it    bursts 


ra   -    el. 
the    earth. 


l^-^lic— pzpir— pziip— f:-rigzri^T"pi3rr^-|t=P^ 

^       ^       ^ 

CnOR  rs  for  third  Stanza. 

Trav'ler !  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace !  Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come !  Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 


B 


102 


CriKIST-IIIS  SECOND 


ROCKINGITAM.       L 


M. 


-^-  -;^-        -^-        -^-        -^-        -=1-        -^- 

1  When  God  decends  with  men  to  dwell,   And  all   ere  -  a  -  tion  wakes  a  -  new, 


m^Ems. 


-^-       -^-     -=1-      ^ 
What  tongue  can  half  the  won  -  ders  tell?  What  eye  the  daz-zling  glo  -  ry  view 


ili_^|^iii||^Eppli^"P 


208  L.   M. 

2  Zion,  the  desolate,  again 

Shall  see  her  lands  with  roses  bloom; 

And  Carmel's  mount,  and  Sharon's  plain, 

Shall  yield  their  spices  and  perfume. 

3  Celestial  streams  shall  gently  flow; 

The  wilderness  shall  joyful  be; 
Lilies  on  parched  ground  shall  grow; 
And  gladness  spring  on  every  tree. 

4  The  weak  be  strong,  the  fearful  bold, 

The  deaf  shall  hear,  the  dumb  shall  sing, 
The  lame  shall  walk,  the  blind  behold, 
And  joy  through  all  the  earth  shall  ring. 

5  Monarchs  and  slaves  shall  meet  in  love; 

Old  pride  shall  die,  and  meekness  reign, 
When  God  descends  from  worlds  above, 
And  truth  and  righteousness  prevail. 

209  I     M 

1  LET  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high. 
Let  shouts  be  heard  through  all  the  sky; 
Kings  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord. 
Give  ui)  your  kingdoms  J.o  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God,  thy  power  assume, 
Who  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come: 
Jesus,  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign! 

3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  slay  the  saints  no  more. 
But  now  has  come  the  day  of  God, 

To  p!iy  th(t  long  arrears  of  blood. 


4  Now  must  the  rising  dead  appear; 
Now  the  decisive  sentence  hear; 
Now"  the  deal  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  reward. 

210  L     M 

1  THE  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake; 

And  withering  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came; 

A  silent  Lamb  to  slaughter  led. 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come,  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame  and  robe  of  storm; 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge,  of  human  kind. 

4  Can  this  be  he  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride? 
O  God,  is  this  the  Crucified? 

5  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 
"Rocks,  hide  us!  mountains,  on  us  fall!'' 
The  saints  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  joyful  sing,  "The  Lord  is  come." 

211  L      M 

I  JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 


ADVENT  AND  REIGN 


103 


2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

8  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 


4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains. 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 


THE  WAXDEREE 


J .^  1 I     _^       I         I       I      N  J 


1  The  church  has  waited  long  Her  ab-sent  Lord  to 


r- 


see;   And  still  in  lone  -  li- 


•  •  •  fc^  Q^Q_  fjr    o  r*«  c     o  (••  f_    _o»  o     \m    o     i9    J2.     # 


j^issi 


ness  she  waits,  A  friendless  stranger  she.  Age  aft-er  age  has  gone.  Sun  aft-er  sun  has 


212  S.    M.    D. 

2  Saint  after  saint  on  earth 

Has  liv'd,  and  lov'd,  and  died; 
And  as  they  left  us  one  by  one, 

We  laid  them  side  by  side; 
We  laid  them  down  to  sleep, 

But  not  m  hope  forlorn; 
We  laid  them  but  to  ripen  there, 

Till  the  last  glorious  morn. 


3  The  whole  creation  groans, 

And  waits  to  hear  that  voice 
That  shall  restore  her  comeliness, 

And  make  her  wastes  rejoice. 
Come,  Lord,  and  wipe  away 

The  curse,  the  sin,  the  stain. 
And  make  this  blighted  world  of  OUrs 

Thine  own  fair  world  again. 


104 


CHRIST— HIS  SECOND 


SALVATOK.      n.      M. 


-#-S« r- 


;*i 


■*-  -     -  -    !  f 

1    Ye  vir-gin  souls,  a  -  rise ;  With  all  the  dead  a- wake;    (Jn  -  to   sal  -  va  -  tion  wise, 


I.        , 
-B   rW- 


■«—(€- 


I        I Jill 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take;  Upstarting  at  the  mid-night  cry.  Behold  the  heav'nly  Bridegroom  nigh! 


liiii|gS:^eiig 


214  H.  M, 

2  He  comes!  he  comes,  to  call 

The  nation  to  his  bar, 
And  take  to  glory  all 

Who  meet  for  glory  are: 
Make  ready  for  your  full  reward: 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord 

3  Go,  meet  him'in  the  sky, 

Your  everlasting  Friend — 

PORTUGUESE.       11 S. 


Your  Head  to  glorify, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend: 

Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace, 

To  see,  without  a  vail,  his  face. 

Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 
Of  that  great  day  unknown, 

When  you  shall  be  caught  up 
To  stand  before  his  throne; 

Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage  feast. 

And  lean  on  our  Immanuel's  breast. 


^     ^    ^ 


The 


night  is    far  spent,  and  the  day  is   at  hand:    Al-read 


y  the   dawn  may  be 

fr. 


\  W  II 

seen  in   the   sky;     Rejoice  then,  ye  saint, 'tisyourLord'sowncommand;    Rejoice,  for  the 


fe^sE? 


^-=^=^ 


mm 


1^     '  ^1 
— ^  ""'^~ri^^~'^~l — r  ^^y ■ — r  r 


>-#* 


ADVENT  AND  REIGN. 


105 


PORTUGUESE — eoiK'ludod 
> s s._s 


fn^:s^"5^^q=: 


|igg^yt|ji^2ipii£^|5j|p 


com  -  ing   re-joice  for  the  com-ing, 


Re-joicc,  for  the   com 


ing    of    Je  sus  draws  nigh. 


^^Mm^^^mm^m^s 


214  lis. 

1  The  night  is  far  spent,  and  the  day  is  at  hand  : 

Alreaiiy  the  dawn  may  be  seen  in  the  eky  ; 
Rejoice  then,  ye  saints,  "t  's  your  Lord's  own  command; 
Rejoice,  lor  the  coming  of  Jesua  draws  nigh. 

2  What  a  day  will  that  be  when  the  Sarior  appears ! 

How  welcome  to  those  who  have  shared  in  his  cross! 
A  crown  incorruptible  then  will  be  theirs, 
A  rich  compeuaatioa  from  suffering  and  loss. 


3  What  is  loss  in  this  world  when  compared  with  that  day, 

To  the  glory  that  then  will  fronj  heav'n  be  revealed? 
"The  Savior  is  coming,"'  his  people  may  say  : 

"The  Lord  whom  we  look  for,  our  Sun  and  our  shield:" 
0  pardon  us,  Lord,  that  our  love  to  thy  name 

Is  so  faint,  with  so  much  our  affection  to  move! 
Our  deadness  should  fill  us  with  grief  and  with  shame; 

So  much  to  be  loved,  and  so  little  to  love. 


MISSIONARY  CHANT. 

I 


M. 


^^wifmm^wm^^^^i 


1  Look  up,  ye  saints,  with  sweet  surprise,  Toward  the 


joy-ful  com -ing 


day, 


When  Je-sus   shall  de-scend  the 


And  form  his  saints  in  bright   ar-  ray. 


215  L.    M. 

2  Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born, 

And  swift,  like  doves,  to  Jesus  fly; 
The  church  shall  know  no  cloud's  return, 
Nor  sorrows  mixing  with  their  joy. 

3  The  Lion  and  the  Lamb  shall  feed 

Together  in  his  peaceful  reign; 
And  Zion,  blest  with  heavenlybread, 
(^f  pinching  wants  no  more  complain- 


4  The  Jew,  the  Greek,  the  bond,  the  free, 

Shall  boast  their  separate  rights  no  more; 
But  join  in  sweetest  harmony. 

Their  Lord,  their  Savior,  to  adore. 

5  Thus,  till  a  thousand  years  be  past, 

Shall  holiness  and  j)eace  prevail; 
And  every  knee  shall  bow  to  Christ, 
And  every  tooy,uc  shall  Jesus  hull. 


106 


CHRIST— HIS  SECOND 


REST. 


M. 


mmm^wmm^i 


m 


^ I 1       I 

^ 

1  !Be-hokl,  the  heathen  waits  to  know  The  joy  the  gos-pel  will  be-stow; 


i>-b^h-F=R 


I — (— 


'1 1 — r 


^gggg^^giPil 


The    ex  -  iled  cap  -  tive   to   re  -  ceive,  The  free-dom  Je  -  sus    has   to   give. 


216 


L.    M. 


BEHOLD,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow; 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive, 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 


2  Come,  let  us  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part; 
Our  pray'rs  and  ofTrings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 


3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days. 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known, 
"Where  Satan  lone  hath  held  his  throne. 


4  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise; 
And  slave,  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  formed  anew. 


217 


L.    M. 


1  WHEN  God  fulfills  his  promised  word, 
Zion,  the  city  of  the  Lord, 
In  all  its  grnndeur  then  shall  shine, 
Majestic— terrible — sublime! 


2  The  glory  of  the  Lord  shall  rest, 
On  her  assemblies — ever  blest; 
For  Christ,  the  Holy  One  of  God, 
Shall  dwell  in  her,  as  his  abode. 


There  he  will  place  his  glorious  throne, 
And  kings  his  mighty  power  shall  own; 
There  all  the  tribes  of  earth  shall  meet, 
And  spread  their  ofl'rings  at  his  feet. 


4  From  thence  shall  living  waters  flow, 
In  copious  streams  to  all  below; 
Dispensing  health  and  life  and  peace, 
Till  sin  and  pain  and  death  shall  cease. 


ADVENT  AND  REIGN. 


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1  On   the  mountain's  top  ap-pear-ing,  Lo!  the  sa-cred  herald  stands,  1^ 
Welcome  news  to   Zi  -  on   bear-ing,  Zi  -  on  long  in  hostile  lands :  J  Mourning  captive, 


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1  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo!  the  sacred  herald  stands. 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands: 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 


2  ITas  thy  night  been  long'and  mournful? 
Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful? 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved- 


3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee; 
He  himself  appears  thy  Friend; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end: 

Great  deliv'rance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 


Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee; 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past; 
God  thy  Savior  will  defend  thee; 

Victory  is  thine  at  last; 
All  thy  conflicts 

End  in  everlasting  rest. 


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219 


C.    M. 


To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 
All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow; 

"Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"And  to  his  courts  we'll  go." 

3  The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion's  Hill, 

Shall  lighten  ever}^  land; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion's  towers, 
Shall  all  the  world  command 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge; 

His  judgements  truth  shall  guide; 

SAVAXNAH.       10s. 


the  wond'ring  eyes.  And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

His  scepter  shall  protect  the  just. 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  war  shall  rage,  no  hostile  feuds 
Disturb  those  peaceful  years: 

To  plowshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords 
To  pruning  hooks  their  spears. 

6  Come,  then,  0  house  of  Jacob,  come. 
And  worship  at  his  shrine; 

And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 


1  Rise,  crowu'd  with  light,  im  -pe  •  rial    Sa  -  leni,  rise  ; 


Ex.  -  alt  thy    tow'ring  head,  and  lift  thiiie  eyes ; 


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lOs. 


RISE,  iM.wD  M  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise; 
Kxalt  thy  tow'riiig  head,  and  lilt  thine  eyes; 
S*«  heav'n  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upou  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 


2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn  ; 
See  future  sons  and  daughters  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  lanks.  on  ev'ry  side  arise, 
DemauUing  life,  impatient  for  the  skies. 

8  See  harb'rous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend; 
See  thy  bright  altars  throng'd  with  prostrate  kings 
While'ev'ry  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay ; 
Rocks'  fall  to  dust  and  mountains  melt  away  ; 
But,  fixM  his  word,  his  saving  pow'r  remains  ; 
Thy  realms  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 


221 


C.    M. 


1  FOR  Ziou's  sake  I  will  not  rest, 
I  will  not  hold  my  peace 
Until  Jerusalem  be  blest, 
And  Judah  dwell  at  ease; 

'2  Until  her  righteousness  return, 
As  day-break  after  night — 
The  lamp  of  her  salvation  burn 
With  everlasting  light. 

3  The  Gentiles  shall  her  glory  see, 

And  Kings  declare  her  fame; 
Appointed  unto  her  shall  be 
A  new  and  holy  name. 

4  The  watchman  on  her  walls  appear, 

And  day  and  night  proclaim, 
"Zion's  Deliverer  is  near; 
Make  mention  of  his  name." 

J  Go  through,  go  through,  prepare  the  way, 
The  gates  wide  open  fling; 
With  loudest  voice  let  heralds  say, 
"Behold  thy  coming  King." 


222 


C.    M. 


1  HARK:  'tis  the  prophet  of  the  skies 
Proclaims  redemption  near: 
The  night  of  death  and  bondage  flies; 
The  dawning  tints  appear. 


2  Zion,  from  deepest  shades  of  gloom, 

Awakes  to  glorious  day; 
Her  desert  wastes  with  verdure  bloom, 
Her  shadows  flee  away. 

3  To  heal  her  wounds,  her  night  dispel, 

The  heralds  cross  the  main; 
On  Calvary's  mournful  brow  they  tell 
That  Jesus  lives  again. 

4  From  Salem's  towers  the  Islam  sign 

With  holy  zeal  is  hurled; 
'Tis  there  Immanuel's  symbols  shine; 
His  banner  is  unfurled. 

5  The  gladdening  news  conveyed  afar 

Remotest  nations  hear; 
To  welcome  Judah's  rising  Star, 
The  ransomed  tribes  appear. 

6  Again  in  Bethlehem  swells  the  song; 

The  choral  breaks  again; 
While  Jordan's  shores  the  strain  prolong, 
"Good-will  and  peace  to  men." 


223 


C.    M. 


1  NOR  King  nor  Prince  on  Judah's  throne 

For  many  an  age  shall  reign, 
Nor  beast  upon  her  altar-stone, 
A  sacrifice  be  slain. 

2  Pillar  and  Ephod  cast  away, 

And  Teraphim  forgot, 
Lie  hid,  while  Judah's  children  stray, 
As  though  such  things  were  not. 

3  But  days  shall  come  when  Israel's  feet 

A  holier  path  shall  tread, 
And  Judah's  crown  and  hope  shall  meet 
Upon  her  holiest  head. 

4  Gathered  from  far.  her  tribes  shall  own 

That  David's  Lord  and  Son 
Should  sit  a  king  on  David's  throne, 
Their  last,  their  noblest  one. 

5  Blow  ye  the  trumpet!  let  it  sound 

Till  the  wide  earth  shall  hear: 
Judah  her  Savior-King  hath  found. 
And  Israels  Triumph's  near. 


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ALL  SAINTS. 


M. 


1  Disowned  of  heaven,  by  men  oppressed,  Outcast  from  Zion's  hallowed  ground, 

2  Lord,   vis  -  it    thy  for  -  sak  -  en  race,  Back  to  thy  fold  the  wand'rers  bring, 


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Wherefore  should  Israel's  sons,  oncebless'd.  Still  roam  the  scorning  world  a  -  round? 
Teach  them  to  seek    thy  slight-ed  grace.  And  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 


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224  L.    M. 

3  The  vail  of  darkness  rend  in  twain, 

Which  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light; 
The  severed  olive  branch  again 
Firm  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 


4  Hail,  glorious  day,  expected  long!    [pour, 
When  Jew  and  Greek  one  pray'r  shall 
With  eager  feet  one  temple  throng, 
With  grateful  praise  one  God  adore. 


LISLE.      C.      M. 


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Ill 


225  c.   M. 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert, 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live, 

AVith  what  religious  fear! 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give. 
For  my  behavior  here. 


4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Thy  watchful  power  bestow! 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

]  5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near! 

And  make  my  peace  with  God  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 


PERIXE.       lis. 


1  The  Chari-ot!  the  Chari-ot!  its  wheels  roll  in  fire,       As  the  Lord  cometh  down,  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire; 


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226  lis. 

2  The  plory!  the  glory!  aronnd  him  are  p<^ared 
Mighty  Lusts  of  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord; 
And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
And  there,  all  who  the  palm  wreathes  of  victory  wearl 

3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have  all  heard  : 
Lo!  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  charnal  are  stirrod! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  Irom  the  south,  from  the 
Alt  tb«  vast  generations  of  men  are  come  forth,     [north, 

4  The  judgment '  the  judgment '  the  thrones  are  all  set, 
Wber«  the  Lamb  and  the  bright-crowned  elders  are  met! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 

And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 


227  c.   M. 

1  THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  1  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 


2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys! 

Thou  sovereign  of  my  heart! 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voic* 
Pronounce  the  sound,  depart! 

3  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 

4  Jesus!  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

5  O  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands, 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 


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1  Lo!    he  comes,  with  clouds  de-  scend-ing,  Once  for    fa  -  vored   sin*  ners  slain,  > 
Thousand  thousand  saints   at  -  tend  -  ing.  Swell  the  tri  -  umph    of      his  train;  \ 

2  Eve  -  ry    eye    shall   now    be  -  hold  him,  "Robed  in   dread -ful  ma  -  jes  •  ty; 
Those  who  set     at  nought  and  sold  him,  Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the   tree, 

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jah:  Je  -  sus    now    shall    ev  -  er   reign! 
ing.  Shall  the    true    Mes  -  si  -  ah     see. 

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228  8s  7s  &  4s. 

3  Every  island,  pea,  and  mountain, 

Heaven  and  earth  ehall  flee  away; 
All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded. 

Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day, 
Come  to  juflgaient ! 
Come  to  judgment!  come  avray  ! 

4  Now  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear  ! 
All  his  saints  by  man  rejected, 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air 
Hillelujah  ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 
BALEEMA.       C.       M. 


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5  Lord,  thy  bride  says  by  thy  Spirit, 

Hasten  thou  the  general  doom  I 
Promised  glory  to  inherit. 

Take  thy  weary  pilgrims  home  I 
All  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come. 

6  Yes— Amen  !  Let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thy  exalted  throne; 
Savior,  take  the  power  and  glory, 

Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thy  own ! 
0!  come  quickly  ! 
Hallelujah,  come.  Lord,  come  ! 


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THE  CnURCH— ITS  CHARACTER  AND  PRIVILEGES. 


113 


229 


C.     iM. 


2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 
I^t  saints  adore  the  name; 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  sutfer  shame 


3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 
Reject  it  with  disdain; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest. 
And  envy  raire  in  vain. 


4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 
Yet  must  this  building  rise; 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 


230 


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1  ZIOX  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 
Zion,  kept  by  power  divine; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded. 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine: 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine! 


Every  human  tie  may  perish; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove; 
Mother's  cease  their  own  to  cherish; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove; 
But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 


In  the  furnace  God  maj'  prove  thee. 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight: 
God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 


The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet. 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 


2  O  God  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Ere  nature  was  begun! 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 


We  hail  the  church,  built  high  o'er  all 
The  heathens'  rage  and  scoff; 

Thy  providence  its  fenced  wall, 
"The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 


4  O,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 
With  his  rebuke  and  love — 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
And  ray  from  worlds  above! 


232 


C.    M. 


231 


C.     M. 


1  OUR  Lord  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat. 
Through  sorrow  and  through  scars; 


I  O  WHERE  are  kings  and  empires  now, 
Of  old  that  went  and  came? 
But  holy  church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 


Mark  ye  her  holy  battlements, 
And  her  foundations  strong; 

And  hear  within,  the  solemn  voico. 
And  her  unendins:  sou<^ 


?  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world, 

The  holy  church  of  God!  [her. 

Though   earthquake   shocks   are    rocking 
And  tempests  are  abroad; 


Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands — 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 

A  fane  unbuilt  by  hands. 


114  THE 

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233 

3  No  sweeter  is  the  cup, 
Nor  less  our  lot  of  ill; 
'T  was  tribulation  ages  since, 
'Tis  tribulation  still. 


4  No  slacker  grows  the  fight. 
No  feebler  is  the  foe, 
No  less  the  need  of  armor  tried, 
Of  shield,  and  spear,  and  bow. 


OXFORD.      C.      if. 


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1  Ye    lit    -    tie  flock,  whom  Jc  -  sus  feeds,  Dis  -  miss  your  an-xious  cares; 


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Look     to     the    Shep  -  herd     of   your  souls,  And  smile 


I 

-   way  your  fears. 


AND  ri 
234  c.    M. 

-  Though  wolves  and  lious  prowl  around, 
His  statl'is  your  defense:  [voice 

'Midst  sands  and  rocks  j'our  Shepherd's 
Calls  streams  and  pastures  thence. 

3  Your  P\ither  will  a  kingdom  give, 
And  give  it  with  delTgnt. 
His  feeblest  child  his  love  shall  call 
To  triumph  in  his  sight. 

*  Ten  thousand  i)raises,  Lord,  wc  bring 
For  sure  supports  like  these; 
And  o'er  the  pious  dead  we  sing 
Thy  living  promises. 

J  For  all  wc  hope,  and  they  enjoy, 
We  bless  a  Savior's  name; 
Nor  shall  that  stroke  disturb  the  song 
Which  breaks  this  mortal  frame. 


UVU.EGES.  1 15 

235  <-^     M. 

1  A  MOTHER  may  forgetful  be, 
For  human  love  is  frail; 

But  thy  Creators  love  to  thee, 
O  Zion!  can  not  fail. 

2  No!  thy  dear  name  engraven  stands, 
In  characters  of  love, 

On  thy  almighty  Father's  hands, 
And  never  shall  remove. 

3  Before  his  ever-watchful  eye 
Thy  mourulul  state  appears; 

And  every  groan,  and  every  sii^h. 
Divine  compassion  hears. 

4  O  Zion!  learn  to  doubt  no  more, 
Be  every  fear  suppressed; 

Unchanging  truth,  and  love,  and  power 
Dwell  in  thy  Savior's  breast. 


BAVA.      L.      M. 


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1  Great  Shepherd  of  thine    Is  -  ra  -  el.  Who  didst  be-tween  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,    thy  oho  -  sen  sheep.  Safe  through  the  desert   and   the   deep. 


236  L.    M. 

1  GREAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep: 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now; 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  through; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore —  . 
Wc  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 


3  Great  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
How  long  shall  wc  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return? 
How  long  shall  thy  tierce  anger  burn? 

4  Instead  cf  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  arc  fed; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore — 

We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 


110 


THE  CHURCH— ITS  CHARACTER 


\VIRTI[.      (;.      M. 


I 
1  Hope  -  less  and  out  -  cast   once    we     lay,   Wor  -  thy  thy  hate  and  scorn 


But   love  like  thine  could  find    a 


way 


To    res  -  cue     and      a  -  dorn. 


r  r  i 


.>  p» 


:.:n 


iii^iiii^isiiiil 


23T 


C.    M. 


1  HOPELESS  and  out-cast  once  we  lay 
Worthy  thy  hate  and  scorn; 
But  love  like  thine  could  find  a  way 
To  rescue  and  adorn. 


2  Dear  Savior,  from  thy  bleeding  veins 

A  living  fountain  flows, 
To  wash  thy  bride  from  all  her  stains; 
And  soothe  her  deepest  woes. 

3  Cleansed  from  her  sins,  renewed  by  grace, 

Thy  royal  throne  above. 
Dear  Savior,  is  her  destined  place — 
Her  sweet  abode  thy  love. 

4  Thine  eye  in  that  unclouded  day, 

Shall,  with  supreme  delight. 
Thy  fair  and  glorious  bride  survey, 
Unhlcmislied  in  thy  sitrht. 


238 


C.    M. 


1  SAY,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad, 
Like  the  sweet  blushing  dawn; 


When,  with  her  living  light,  she  paints 
The  dew-drops  of  the  lawn'? 


j  2  Fair,  as  the  moon,  when  in  the  skies 
j         Serene  her  course  she  guides, 
j     And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme 
i         In  full-orbed  glory  rides; 


3  Clear  as  the  sun,  when  from  the  east 
Without  a  cloud  he  springs, 
And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat 
From  his  resplendent  wings; 


Tremendous  as  a  host  that  moves 

Majestically  slow, 
With  banners  wide  displayed  r.ll  armed, 

All  ardent  for  the  foe; 


5  This  is  the  church,  by  heaven  arrayed, 
With  strength  and  grace  divine;* 
Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread, 
And  thus  her  glories  shine. 


AND  PRIVILEGES. 


117 


STERUNG.      I.. 


1  Hap  -  py  the  church,  thou  sa-crcd  place,  The  scat  of    thy    Crc  -  a  -  tor's  grace; 

i   *  ♦  ♦  *  -p-  p-  -°-  -p-  -r-  f-  f^p-  f----^  p. 


~nrpz|:zzii ^^ZDzr-nzziZ! 

=tzPJzi:t=rg=gzP^=g 


fct&iia 


iii^iliiiiil^i 


Thinc  ho  -  ly  courts  are    his    a  -  bode,   Thou  earth-ly  pal  -  ace     of    our  God 


239 


L.    M. 


HAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred 
The  scat  of  thy  Creator's  grace, 
Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
Thou  art  the  palace  of  our  God. 


l)lacc, 


l5  God  is  our  Shield,  and  God  our  Sun; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run. 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace. 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  j)raise. 


2  Thy  walls  are  strength  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundation  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 


No  2.     L.     M.     {?>elected.) 

1  HOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
j     And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord! 
j      Dear  Savior!  on  thy  people  smile 
And  come  according  to  thy  word. 


3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage; 
Against  thy  throne  in  vain  they  rage 
Like  rising  waves  with  angry  roar, 
That  break  and  die  upon  the  shore. 


4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  earth  and  hell, 
His  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground, 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 


2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 
That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee 
Ah!  Lord!  behold  us  at  thy  feet; 
Let  this  the  gate  of  heaven  be. 


3  "Chief  of  ten  thousand!"  now  appear, 
That  we,  by  faith  may  sec  thy  face: 
Oh!  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 
And  let  thy  presence  till  this  place. 


118  THE  CHUKCII— ITS  CilAKACTER 

AUi  UMX.     Sa  &  Is. 

_._^ S ! ! > 


I  Glorious  things  of  thee   are   spo-ken  Zi  -  on,    cit  -  y 


of     our   Gotl! 


He  whose  word    can -not    be     bro  -  ken,  Formed  thee  for   his     own     a  -  bode; 
Z).5^.  With  sal- va-tion's  wall  sur  -  roun  -  ded,  Thou  may' st  smile  at    all    thy   foes. 


I 


"S"  CO  0^'^ — #'•" — I  TO i~r~n 1  ■  r"!  ^       i       i       'rT~i    i_i:r 


pose' 


On    the    Rock     of     A  -  ges  founded,  What  can  shake  thy  sure  re 


240 


8s  & 


Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  firo  appear! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near: 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

\V'ashe<!  in  the  Redeemer's  blood! 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on. 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God! 


I — 


'T  is  his  love  his  people  raises 
Over  self  to  reign  as  kings: 

And  as  priests,  his  solemn  praises 
Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 


Savior,  if  of  Zion's  city 

I  through  grace  a  member  am; 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name; 
Fadmg  is  the  worldling's  pleasure. 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show! 
Solid  joys,  and  lasting  treasure, 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 


AND  PRIVILEGES. 


119 


REST.       C.      M. 


1  Not  to  the  ter-rors  of  the  Lord,  The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke;  Kot  to  the  thunder 


of    that  -word  Which  God 

^-    -e-    -e-    -m-    -m 

EEFF^=F 


on     Si  -  nai  Spoke,    Which  God  on    Si  -  nai  spoke; 


-r— ^=fc 


'■^msmm 


241  c.   M. 

2  But  vre  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God. 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sightl 


4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declare 
Their  num'rous  sins  forgiven. 

5  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest! 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  forever  blest. 


HOUGHTON. 


s. 


S'^^^r^^: 


M^ 


J-J 


1  Like  Noah's  weary  dove  That 
J).   C.  The  cheerless  waters  found — 


— r-3»' 


J). 


But  notaresting-place  above 


242 


2  O  cease  my  wandering  soul, 
On  restless  wings  to  roam; 
All  the  wide  world  to  either  pole 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 
8  Behold  the  Ark  of  God, 
Behold  the  open  door; 
Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode. 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 


There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 
There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest. 

Thy  soul  shall  there  be  satisfied. 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

5  And  when  the  waves  of  ire, 
Again  the  earth  shall  fill, 
The  ark  shall  ride  the  sea  of  fire. 
Then  rest  on  Zion's  hill. 


120  THE  CHURCH-ITS  CHARACTER 

NAZARETH.       L.       M. 


-« rH 


i=^l2:^iS^|^^; 


1  Though  in  the  earthly  church  be  •  low  The  wheat  and  tares  to  -  geth 


grow, 


laii^l 


illiiiif^iiiiE 


^-=J- 


IEE3-BIE^RE3E 


^-XJ=^EF^,-_- 


Je  -  sus     ere    long  will  weed  the   crop,   And  pluck  the   tares  in    an  - 


mm^ 


243  L.   M. 

2  "Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 

To  recollect  their  stations  herr^?  [knew, 
How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they 
How  long  among  the  wheat  they  grew  ? 

3  O!  this  will  aggravate  their  case! 
They  perish  under  means  of  grace; 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death. 


4  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet — 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat; 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-searching  eyes 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

5  But  though  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong, 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long; 

In  harvest,  when  he  saves  his  own. 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 


MONMOUTH.     8s  &  Vs.     (PecuUar.) 


»-^# ^^— i — '-'I — ^ i — 


Fine. 


q= 


1  Well  may   thy    ser-vants  mourn,  my  God,  The  churches  dcs  -  o 
The   state    of      Zi   -    on    calls     a  -  loud   For  grief  and  lam  -  en 
D.  C.  But  now    a     sad      re  -  verse  we  see  —  Her  glo  •  ry     is     de 


-  la  - 

-  ta  - 
part 


4 

tion;  1 
tion:  J 
-  ed. 


^MiM^M^M^MWM^m 


AND  PRIVILEGES. 
MONMOUTH — conoliuled. 


I'Jl 


D.  C. 


q^^ 


Once   she  was      all 


live      to    thee,    And  thou-sands  were  con  -  ver  -  ted; 


-F 

-i — 


^m^'^^m^ 


244 


8s  &  7s.     (Pec) 


1245 


Her  pastors  love  to  live  at  ease; 

They  covet  wealth  and  honor; 
And  while  they  seek  such  things  as  these. 

They  bring  reproach  upon  her. 
Such  worthless  objects  they  pursue, 

Warmly  and  undiverted; 
The  church  they  lead,  and  ruin,  too — 

Her  glory  is  departed. 


3  Her  private  members  walk  no  more 

As  Jesus  Christ  has  taught  them: 
Riches  and  fashion  they  adore — 

AVith  these  the  world  has  bought  them. 
The  Christian  name  they  still  retain, 

Absurdly  and  false-hearted; 
And  while  they  in  the  church  remain. 

Her  glory  is  departed. 


And  has  religion  left  the  church, 

Without  a  trace  behind  her? 
Where  shall  I  go,  where  shall  I  search, 

That  I  once  more  may  find  her? 
Adieu!  ye  proud,  ye  light  and  gay! 

ril  seek  the  broken-hearted, 
Who  weep  when  they  of  Zion  say. 

Her  glory  is  departed. 


5  Some  few,  like  good  Elijah,  stand. 

While  thousands  have  revolted; 
In  earnest  for  the  heavenly  land, 

They  never  yet  have  halted 
With  such  religion  doth  remain, 

For  they  are  not  perverted; 
O!  may  they  all  through  them  regain 

The  glory  that's  departed. 


L.    M. 


CONVERTS  to  Christ's  benignant  sway. 
Welcome  to  Zion's  happy  hill. 

Welcome  where  zealous  hearts  obey 
One  blessed  law — Immanuel's:  will. 


2  Welcome  to  Jesus'  gentle  reign, 

Free  from  the  foe's  malignant  eye; 
For  God  has  loosed  the  tyrant's  chain. 
And  love's  soft  bands  its  place  supply 


3  But  stop — we  have  not  reached  our  rest: 
We're  pilgrims  through  a  hostile  land; 
Oft  by  the  loe  we're  sorely  prest, 
And  dangers  frown  on  every  hand. 


Yet  welcome  to  our  conflict  still; 

Danger  has  lost  its  deadly  power; 
Immanuel's  hand,  with  wondrous  skill, 

With  victory  crowns  the  final  hour. 


5  O!  welcome,  then,  to  join  the  war. 

And  welcome  to  the  Christian's  crown, 
The  crown  of  life,  which  shines  from  far, 
But  .shines  for  loyal  hearts  alone. 


0  Brethren  in  Christ!  by  this  new  name 
Our  joyful  hearts  your  coming  greet; 
Joyful,  yet  trembling,  lest  we  shame 
That  cause  in  which  our  hearts  now  meet. 


122 


ENNIUS.       7S. 


THE  CIIURCII- 

(doul)le.) 


-ITS  CHARACTER 


Fme. 


w^^^m 


ny — ^"^ID^'r 

-^#^ — *        Oi"— j^ — # — ■ ' ■ — # — 0-^0- 

1  Pco  -  pie      of      the      liv  -  ing     God,      I    have  sought  the  Avorld  a  -  round, 
Paths     of      sin    and     sor  -  row  trod,  Peace  and  com -fort  no-where  found, 
D.  C.  Breth  ren. -where  your   al   -  tar  burns,     O    re  -  ceive    me      in   -    vO      rest! 


!  ^  J 1 I         1      I         I N    !  I I  \  D.  C 


Kow   to      you      my     spir  -  it     turns,   Turns    a      fu 


gi  -  tive     un   -    blest; 

0         0         0  O 


246  7s 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cioud,  the  wind,  the  wave- 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  nome, 

Where  you  die  snail  be  my  grave; 


Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore — 
Your  Redeemer  shall  oe  mine; 

Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more  — 
Every  idol  I  resign. 


AUGUSTA 


M. 


d-ii 


W ^—S   -J— # 0 © ©— »-   ©-J-^_l_-^ 0 Q 0_! Q L 

•J  .A. 


1  Far      as      thy      name     is  known,  The   world    de  -  clares    thy    praise, 

2  With  joy     thy      peo  •  pie    stand      On       Zi  -  ens     cho   -  sen      hill. 


ee-r~e-i 


|S|i|fl|^ipSiL|i|ii#li^ 


=4---3: 


—0—1 


IfTil 


^gp3^?^^i^.f 


Thy  saints,    O     Lord,     be  •  fore    thy  throne  Their  songs    of     hon   -    or    raise 
Pro  -  chum    the    won  -  oers     of      thy    nand,    And    coun  -  seis    of       thy     will 


A^'D  PRIVILEGES 


12;: 


247 


S.    M. 


Let  strimgcrs  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compass  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 

And  mark  the  building  we'll. 
The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 

And  make  a  fair  report. 


5  How  decent  and  how  wise! 
How  glorious  to  behold! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charm.s  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

G  The  God  we  worship  now, 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 


AUKELIUS.       C. 


M. 


1  The  Lord  in  -  to 


d  in  -  to     his    gar-den  comes,   The   spi-ces  yield  their  rich  perfumes, 


grow    and  thrive 
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Re 


fresh  -  ing  showers  of  grace 


di  -  vine 

I 


— -!♦ -!♦ (♦- 


igiifMiigiii^Mf 


.IS ^s 


i-ipzrp 


From  Je-su3  flow 


I 

to    eve -ry  vine,  Which  make the     dead  re  -  vive 


248  c.    P.    M. 

2  O,  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground. 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become: 
The  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose. 
While  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  Come,  brethren,  you  that  love  the  Lord, 
Who  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word. 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  oa; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  ricner  there 

When  we  arrive  at  home 


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4  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on. 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is: 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free. 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

5  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 

I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there- 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land, 
Where  we  shall  jiart  no  more. 


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AND  PRIVILEGES. 


125 


250 


C.    M. 


1  COME,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 
And  all  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  cov'nant  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ,  the  Lord. 


Give  up  ourselves,  through  Jesus'  power, 

His  name  to  glorify; 
And  promise  in  this  sacred  hour, 

For  God  to  live  and  die. 


3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make 
Be  ever  kept  in  mind! 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 


4  We  never  will  throw-  oft"  his  fear, 
Who  hears  our  solemn  vow; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleased  to  hear, 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now: 


5  To  teach  the  cov'nant  blood  apply 
Which  takes  our  sins  away. 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
xVnd  keep  us  to  that  day. 


251 


L.    M. 


THE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face, 
Adorned  with  majesty  and  grace! 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 


2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  arrayed  in  purest  gold; 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress. 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 


He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own; 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne: 


Fair  stranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 


4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  favorite  of  his  choice; 
Let  him  be  loved  and  yet  adored. 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 


5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies. 
And  all  thy  sons  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign! 


252 


L.    M. 


1  GOD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise: 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well. 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 


2  His  mercy  visits  every  house 
That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay 
When  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray 


3  What  glories  were  described  of  old! 
When  wonders  are  of  Zion  told! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 
Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know 


4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring. 


5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'T  will  be  an  honor  to  appear 
As  one  new-born,  or  nourished  there! 


126  THE  CHURCH-ITS  CHARACTER 

D  WIGHT.       S.      M. 


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eSfSLS 


1  I      love     thy      king  -  dom,  Lord,   The   house      of      thine 

2  I      love     thy  church,      O     God:     Pier    walls      be    -  fore 


a    -    bode — 
thee    stand. 


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The  church  our  blest     Re  -  deem  -  er  saved  With     his    own    pre  - 
Dear    as     the      ap    -    pie       of     thine  eye,     And     gra  -  ven    on 


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cious  blood, 
thy     hand. 


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253 


S.    M. 


3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 


4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly'ways, 
Her  sweet  comm anion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 


5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Savior  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion"  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


ORTOXVILLE.      C.      M. 


1  Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine,  This  day  with  one  ac-cord,  Ourselves,  with  humble 


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254 


C.    M. 


1  PLANTED  in  Christ,  the  living  vine, 
This  day  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  thee,  O  Lord. 


2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be; 
One  inward  life  partake; 
One  be  our  heart;  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 


3  In  prayer,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 
One  wisdom  be  our  guide; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above, 
In  thee  may  we  abi  .e. 


4  Complete  in  us,  whom  grace  hath  called. 
Thy  glorious  work  begun, 
O  thou,  in  whom  the  church  on  earth 
And  church  in  heaven  are  one. 


Then,  when,  among  the  saints  in  light, 

Our  jo3'ful  spirits  shine. 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine. 


255 


S.    M. 


1  ALL  you  who  have  confessed 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 


And  to  his  people  joined  yourselves, 
According  to  his  word: 


2  In  Zion  you  must  dwell. 
Her  altar  ne'er  forsake; 
Must  come  to  all  her  solemn  feasts, 
Of  all  her  joys  partake. 


3  She  must  employ  your  thoughts. 
And  your  unceasing  care; 
Her  welfare  be  your  constant  wish, 
And  her  increase  your  prayer. 


4  With  humbleness  of  mind. 
Among  her  sons  rejoice; 
A  meek  and  quiet  spirit  is 
With  God  of  highest  price. 


5  Never  olTcnd  nor  grieve 

Your  brethren  by  the  way; 
But  shun  the  dark  abodes  of  strife. 
Like  children  of  the  day- 


6  In  all  your  Savior's  ways, 

With  willing  footsteps  move; 

Be  faithful  unto  death,  and  then 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 


THE  CHURCH- 


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I  '       1 

1  God  named  Love,  whose  fount  thou  art,  Thy  crownless  church  before  thee  stands, 

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256 


L.    M. 


2  "Love  as  I  loved  you"— was  the  sound 

That  on  thy  lips  expiring  sate! 
Sweet  words  in  bitter  strivings  drown'd! 
We  hated  as  the  worldly  hate. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  wronged  love  fulfill, 

Thy  chuich  tho'  fall  n, before  thee  stands. 
Behold,  the  voice  is  Jacob's  still, 
Albeit  the  hands  of  Esau's  hands. 


4  Hast  thou  no  tears,  like  those  be-spent 

Upon  thy  Zion's  ancient  part? 
No  moving  looks,  like  those  which  sent 
Their  softness  through  a  traitor's  heartV 

5  No  touching  tale  of  anguish  deai. 

Whereby  like  children  we  may  creep, 
All  trembling,  to  eacn  other  near. 

And  view  each  other's  face  and  weep? 


257 


L.    M. 


1  THE  Savior  when  to  heaven  he  rose, 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scattered  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  still  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

2  Hence  sprang  th'  apostle's  honored  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame: 

In  humbler  forms,  before  our  eyes, 
Pastors  and  teachers  hence  arise. 


3  From  Christ  they  all  their  gifts  derive 
And  ted  by  Christ,  their  graces  live: 
While,  guarded  by  his  mighty  hand, 
'Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 


4  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
Through  all  the^ courses  of  the  sun; 
While  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rir.e  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 


C  O   move  us— thou  hast  power  to  move —    ;  5  Jesus,  now  teach  our  hearts  to  know 

One  in  the  One  Beloved  to  be;  I     The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow; 

Teach  us  the  hights  and  depths  of  love;     I     Pastors  and  people  shout  thy  praise. 
Give  thine— that  we  may  love  like  thee!       Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 


THE  MINISTRY 


129 


CONVERSE. 


M. 


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I  Fine. 


D.S. 


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I  -»» 

I  How  beaut  joas  are  their  feetWho  Htand  on  Zion's  hill!  Who  bring  sal  vation  on  their  tongues,  Aud  woi  dd  of  peace  reveal, 
D.  S.  And  words  of  peace  reveal. 


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S     M. 


HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  ou  Zion's  hill! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 

And  words  of  peace  reveal. 
How  charming  is  their  voice! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are! 
"Zion,  behold  thy  Savior  King, 

He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 
How  happy  are  our  ears 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 

And  sought,  but  never  found! 

YORK.       C.      M. 


G- 

Now    let    them  from 
But  what   might    fill 


4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long. 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad: 
Let  all  the  nations  now  behold 
Their  Savior  and  their  God. 


a  -  wake,  And  take  th'  a-larm  they  give; 
im  -  port,  The  pas  -  tor's  care  de-mands; 
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God    Their    aw  -  ful   charge    re  -  ceive. 
heart,     And    filled    a     Sav  -  ior's  hands. 


Thev'  watch  for  souls  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego; 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live 

In  raptures  or  in  woe. 


4  May  they  in  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 
Their  own  Redeemer  see: 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 


THE  CHURCH— 


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bor  on!  spend  and  be   spent,  And  strive  to    do    thy    Father's  will; 
bor  on,  while   it      is     day! — The  long  dark  night  is  hast'ning  on; 

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It    is    the     way    the     Mas  -  ter    went,  Should  not  the  serv  -  ant  tread  it  still? 
Speed,  speed  thy  work — up  from  thy   sloth;    It     is    not    thus    that  souls  are  won. 


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260 


3  See  thousands  dying  at  thy  side, 

Your  brethren,  kindred,  friends  at  home; 
See  millions  perishing  afar; 
Haste,  brethren,  to  the  rescue  come! 


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4  Toil  on,  toil  on:  thou  soon  shalt  find 

For  labor,  rest ;  for  exile,  home :      [voice, 
Soon  shalt  thou    hear    the    bridegroom's 
The  midnight  cr}',  "Behold  I,  come." 


WEBB.      7  s  &  6s. 


iipfe^pH=^iiS 


1  Our    coun-try's  voice    is     plead  -  ing.     Ye     men     of    God,     a    -    rise! 
His    Prov  -  i  -  dence    is      lead  -  ing,  [Omit ] 


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fore      you     lies;     Day-gleams     are     o'er 
reap  -  er's     toil. 


it       bright'ning, 


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WEBB — concliKled. 


TUE  MINISTRY. 


133 


I ^ I I  _ 


soil;    Wide  fields     for     bar  -  vest     "vvhit'ning, 


D.  >9. 


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261  ^s  &  6s. 

2  Go  where  the  -waves  are  breaking 

On  California's  shore, 
Christ's  precious  gospel  taking, 

More  rich  than  golden  ore; 
On  Alleghany's  mountains, 

Through  all  the  Western  Vale, 
Beside  Missouri's  fountains, 

Rehearse  the  wondrous  tale. 

3  Where  prairie  flowers  are  bloomin 

Plant  Sharon's  fairer  rose; 
The  farthest  wilds  illuming. 
With  light  that  ever  glows; 


g, 


EMMA. 


C.       M. 


To  each  lone  forest-ranger, 
The  Word  of  Life  unseal; 

To  every  exile  stranger, 
Its  saving  truths  reveal. 

4  The  love  of  Christ  unfolding. 

Speed  on  from  east  to  west, 
Till  all,  his  cross  beholding, 

In  him  are  fully  blest. 
Great  Author  of  salvation; 

Haste,  haste  the  glorious  day, 
When  we,  a  ransomed  nation, 

Thy  scepter  shall  obey. 


— L^_: — >  s 


1  Go  forth  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer,  Ye  pages,  bright  with  love;  Though  mute  the  joyful 

2  Go   tell   the   sin-ful,  care-less  soul  The  warning  God  has  given;  Go  make  the  woumJed 

ti-ding^  bear — Though  mute  thcjoy-ful    tj  -  dings    bear — Sal-va  -  lion    from     a  -  bovc. 
spir  -  it  whole,    Go  make  the    wounded    spir  -  it  whole,    With  heal-ing  balm  from  heaven. 

262  c.    M.        ' 


Go  to  the  rude,  the  dark,  the  poor. 
That  live  estranged  from  God — 

Bid  them  the  pearl  of  price  secure, 
Boutrht  with  a  Savior's  blood. 


4  O  Jesus,  Friend  of  dying  men, 
Thy  presence  we  implore; 
Without  thy  blessing  all  is  vain; 
Be  with  us  ever  more. 


132 


THE  CHURCH— 


LAHAX       S.       M. 


ant,    Lord, 
all  wrong; 


1  1 I 


His     eve 

Stand  thou 


at  -  tend; 
right    hand; 


263 


f 

3  May  he  proclaim  aloud 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
And  do  thou,  to  the  listening  crowd 
His  feeble  labors  bless. 

MALVERX.       L.       M. 


to     him      af  -  ford,     And  bless    him     to     the     end. 
the    slanderous  tongue  And     per  -  se  -  cu  -  ting   band. 


4  Farewell,  dear  laborer,  go; 
We  part  with  thee  in  love; 
And  if  we  meet  no  more  below, 
Oh  may  we  meet  above. 


IChris-tians,  the  glorious  hope  ye  know.  Which  soothes  the  heart  in  every  woe; 
2  Christians,  ye   taste  the  heavenly  grace  Which  cheers  believers  in  their  race; 


While  heathen,  helpless,  hope  -  less,   lie— No     ray     of     glo  -  ry  meets  their  eye. 
Uucheercd  by  grace,  through  heathen  gloom,  See  millions  hast'-ning     to     the  tomb. 


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THE  MINISTRY. 


264  L    M 

•)  Christians,  yc  prize  the  Savior's  blood, 
In  which  the  soul  is  cleansed  for  God; 
Millions  of  souls  in  darkness  dwell, 
Unclcansed  from  sin — exposed  to  hell. 


4  To  distant  landj  that  grace  convey 
"Which  trains  the  soul  for  endless  day; 
O  strive  that  heathen  soon  may  view 
That  precious  blood  which  clcanselh  you. 


MISSIONARY  HYMN.       7s  <fc  6S. 


1   From  Greenland's  i  -  cy  mountains,  From  India's  cor-al  strand,  Where  Afric's  eunny 
fountains   Roll   down   their  gol  -  den   sand;  From  many  an     an  -  cient    riv  -  er,  From 


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many    a    palm  -  y  plain   They   call  us      to      de  -  liv  -  er   Their  land  from  er-ror's  chain. 


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265  's  &  6s. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Can  wc  to  men  benighted 
The  lamp  of  light  deny? 


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Salvation,  O  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  "Waft,  waft^  yc  winds,  his  story; 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll. 
Till  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole: 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


134 


THE  CHURCH— 


BACA.       L.       M. 


1  ''Go  preach  my  gospel,"  saiih  the  Lord,  Bid  the  whole  world  my  grace  receive ;He  shall  be 

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saved, who  trusts  my  word; He  becondemn'd  who  don't  believe,HebecoDdemn'd  who  don't  believe. 


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266 


L.    M. 


2  ♦«ril  make  your  great  commission  known, 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  trve, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  w^onders  ye  shall  do. 


3  "Teach  all  the  nat-ons  my  commands- 
Tm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands— 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 


267 


L.    M. 


1  SHALL  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man, 
The  Spirit's  course  in  me  restrain? 
Or  undismayed  in  deed  and  word, 
Be  a  true  witness  of  my  Lord? 


2  Awed  by  a  mortal's  frown,  shall  I 
Conceal  the  word  of  God  Most  High' 
How  then  before  thee  shall  I  dare 
To  stand,  .or  how  thine  anger  bear? 


3  Shall  I,  to  soothe  th'  unholy  throng 
Soften  thy  truth,  or  smoothe  my  tongue, 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys — or  flee 
The  cross,  endured,  my  Lord,  by  thee? 


4  What  then  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread? 
Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid! 
A  man!  an  heir  of  death!  a  slave 
To  sin!  a  bubble  on  the  wave! 


5  Yea,  let  men  rage;  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shadowing  wings  around  my  head: 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  tender  love 
Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 


«3  Give  me  thy  strength,  O  God  of  power, 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be; 
'T  is  fixed!  I  can  do  all  through  thee. 


THE  MINISTRY. 


135 


HKNDOX.       7s. 


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1  Would  you  \vin  a   soul  to  God?  Tell  him  of  a    Sav-ior's  blood,  Once  for  dying 


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o — cr    o" 
sin-ners  spilt,    To  a  ■  tone  for   all     their   guilt,   To    a   tone   for    all  their  guilt. 


268 


7s. 


1  WOULD  you  win  a  soul  to  God' 
Tell  him  of  a  Savior's  blood, 
Once  for  dying  sinners  spilt, 
To  atone  for  all  their  guilt. 


2  Tell  him,  how  the  streams  did  glide 
From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side; 
How  his  head  with  thorns  was  crowned 
And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drowned; 


3  How  he  yielded  up  his  breath; 
How  he  agonized  in  death; 
How  he  lives  to  intercede — 
Christ,  our  Advocate  and  Head. 


4  Tell  him  of  that  liberty 
Wherewith  Jesus  makes  us  free; 


Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiven — 
Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heaven. 


No  3.     7s.     (Selected.) 

1  DEPTH  of  mercy!— can  it  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 


2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace. 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 


3  There  for  me  the  Savior  stands; 
Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands! 
God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel: 
Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 


136 


HARWELL.       8S  &  1s. 


THE  CHURCH- 


1  Oq  -  ward,    on-ward,  men  of    heav-en;  Bear  the    gos  -  pel  ban  -  ner  high 

Rest  not    till     its     light  is     giv  -  en— Star   of     eve  -  ry   pa  -  gan    sky 
C.  Bid    the    har  -  dy     for 

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he   fades   a  -  way. 


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D.  C. 


ms. 


Send  it  where  the  pilgi'im  stranger  Faints  beneath  the  tor-rid  ray; 

Send  it  where  Faints  beneath 


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2 


8s  & 


Where  the  Artie  ocean  thunders, 

'Where  the  tropics  fiercely  glow. 
Broadly  spread  its  page  of  wonders, 

Brightly  bid  its  radiance  flow; 
India  marks  its  luster  stealing, 

Shivering  Greenland  loves  its  rays, 
Afric,  'mid  her  deserts  kneeling. 

Lifts  the  untaught  strain  of  praise. 


Rude  in  speech  or  wild  in  feature, 
Dark  in  spirit,  though  they  be, 

Show  that  light  to  every  creature- 
Prince  or  vassal,  bond  or  free: 

Lo!  they  haste  to  every  nation; 
Host  on  host  the  ranks  supply: 

Onward!  Christ  is  your  salvation, 
And  your  death  is  victory. 


BADEA. 


S.       M. 


^i^lppligil^^piip 


1  You    mes  -  sen  -  gers    of    Christ,     His    sover  -  eign    voice     o     -    bey; 


EEE^=frEEEF 


THE  MINISTRY. 


137 


BADE  A — c'oncludccl. 


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I 

leads— And  peace    at  -  tend    your  way. 


rise,    and     fol 

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low  where    he 


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270 


S.    M. 


2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 

Will  needful  strength  bestow; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose; 
The  cause  is  God's  and  must  prevail 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 


4  Go,  spread  a  Savior's  fame, 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace. 
To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  num  rous  race. 

5  We  wish  you  in  his  name 

The  most  divine  success; 
Assured  that  he  who  sends  j'ou  forth 
Will  your  endeavors  bless. 


HULSEX.      8s  &  Ts. 


;rfH*^^ 


Bold    in  speech 
Be    thou  like 


ac  -  tion, 
an-cicnts- 


Be    for  -  ev  -  er!    Time  will  test, 
Scorn  the  threat  that  bids  thee  fear; 

-f-    -f-    kL^Z    -f-    -p-    -f-  f-  -p- 


Of    the   free-souled   and    the      slav-ish,  Which  ful  -  fills  life's    mis  -  sion   best. 
Speak:  no  mat  -  ter  what   be  -  tide  thee;  Let  them  strike,    but  make   them  hear! 


271  8s  &  7s. 

3  Be  thou  like  the  great  apostle — 

Be  thou  like  heroic  Paul; 
If  a  true  thought  seek  expression, 

Speak  it  boldly!  speak  it  all! 


4  Face  thy  foes  and  thy  accusers; 
Scorn  the  prison,  rack  or  rod! 
And  if  thou  hast  truth  to  utter. 
Speak:  and  leave  the  rest  to  (JoU: 


138 


DOYI-E.       L.       M. 


THE  CHURCH— 


'  '  I 

11  fort  the  peo  -  pie    of  your  Lord; 


I  ,1  '  '  '  I 

1  Com-fort,   ye  min  -  is  -  ters  of  grace,  Com  fort  the  peo  -  pie    of  your  Lord; 


I  I  I  1 

O,     lift     ye     up     the    fall  -  en  race,  And  cheer  them  by    the    gos  -  pel  word. 


272 


L.    M. 


1  COMFORT,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 
Comfort  the  people  of  your  Lord; 
O,  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 

And  cheer  them  by  the  gospel  word. 


2  Go  into  every  nation,  go. 

Speak  to  their  trembling  hearts,  and  cry, 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  show; 
Jerusalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 


3  The  Lord  your  God  shall  quickly  come; 
Sinners,  repent;  the  call  obey; 
Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room; 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  his  way. 


4  The  Lord  shall  clear  his  way  through  all; 
Whate'cr  obstructs,  obstructs  in  vain; 
The  vale  shall  rise,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  straight,  and  rugged  plain. 


5  The  glory  of  the  Lord,  displayed, 
Shall  all  mankind  together  view, 
And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  said, 
His  own  almighty  hand  shall  do. 


273 


L.    M. 


1  FATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear. 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer; 
"We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee; 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 


2  Howgreat  their  work, how  vast  their  charge; 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge; 
Their  best  endowments  are  our  gain; 
"VVe  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 


3  O,  clothe  with  energy  divine 
Their  words;  and  let  those  words  be  thine; 
To  them  thy  sacred  truths  reveal; 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 


4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain. 
And  thus  reward  their  toil  and  pain. 


5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound. 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  Ihy  Spirit's  living  power. 


THE  MINISTRY. 

rilOCLAMATION  8s  ct  9s. 


139 


1  Hear  the   roy  -  al    proc  -  la  -  ma  -  tion,  The  glad  lid  -  ings    of     sal  -  va  -  tion, 
Pub  -  lish  -  ing  to    eve  -  ry  crea  -  ture,   To  the    ru  -  ined  sons  of    na  -  turc, 


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Je  -  BUS  reigns,  Je  -  sus  reigns,  Je-sus  reigns,  Je  -  sus  reigns,  he  reigns  vie  -  to-  rius, 


^^i^[pt^ii^^i^^lilglSiJ 


O  -  ver  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious,  Je-sus  reigns,  Je-sus  reigns,  Je-sus  reigns. 


q?-  -^-    -^  -f-  •^-  -t    "E  -ff-  t    V  'fc— t  "^'  -^    ^ 


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214 


83  &  9s. 


2  See  the  royal  banner  flying. 
Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying, 
"Rebel  sinners,  royal  favor 
Now  is  offered  by  the  Savior." 
Jesus  reigns  &c. 


3  Here  is  wine,  and  milk,  and  honey, 
Come  and  purchase  without  money, 
Mercy  like  a  flowing  fountain. 
Streaming  like  the  holy  mountain- 
Jesus  reigns  &c. 


4  Shout,  ye  tongues  of  every  nation. 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation; 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  Almighty  King  of  Zion. 
Jesus  reigns  &c. 


5  Shout,  O  saints!  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  has  purchased  our  redemption; 
Angels,  shout  the  joyful  story. 
Through  the  brighter  world  of  glory. 
Je.sua  reigns  &c. 


140 


THE  CHURCH— 


POOLE.       L 


1  Fling  out  the   ban-ner!  let    it    float   Skyward  and  sea-ward,  high  and  wide; 
e-  -P-    -P-     -©-    -e-   -•-     .  -P-     -e- 


3=ti^^ 


irtiiiiil^^=P 


>-^^ 


■    -«-  -«-   -«- 


I  -©-     -©-      -0- 

Thc   sun,  that  lights  its    shin  -  ing  folds,  The  cross,  on  which  the    Sav  -  ior  died. 

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275 


L.    M. 


2  Fling  out  the  banner!  Angels  bend, 
In  anxious  silence,  o'er  the  sign; 
And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  love  divine. 


3  Fling  out  the  banner!  Heathen  lands 
Shall  see,  from  far,  the  glorious  sight. 
And  nations,  crowding  to  be  born, 
Baptize  their  spirits  in  its  light. 


4  Fling  out  the  banner!  sin-sick  souls. 
That  sink  and  perish  in  the  strife, 
Shall  touch  in  faith  its  radiant  hem. 
And  spring  immortal  into  life. 


5  Fling  out  the  banner!  Let  it  fioat 

Sky- ward  and  sea- ward,  high  and  wide; 
Our  glory,  only  in  the  cross; 
Our  only  hope  the  Crucified. 


6  Fling  out  the  banner!  Wide  and  high, 
Sea- ward  and  sky-ward,  let  it  shine: 
Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit,  ours; 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 


276 


L.    M 


1  O  ZION'S  King,  we  suppliant  bow, 

And  hail  the  grace  the  church  enjoys; 
Her  holy  officers  are  thine. 
With  all  the  gifts  thy  love  employs. 


2  Up  to  thy  throne  we  lift  our  eyes. 
For  blessings  to  attend  our  choice, 
Of  such  whose  generous  prudent  zeal 
Shall  make  thy  favored  ways  rejoice. 


3  When  pastors,  saints,  and  poor  they  serve. 
May  their  own  heartswith  grace  becrown'd 
While  patience,  sympathy  and  joy 

Adorn,  and  through  their  lives  abound. 


4  By  purest  love  to  Christ  and  truth, 
O  may  they  win  a  good  degree 
Of  boldness  in  the  Christian  faith, 
And  meet  the  smile  of  thine  and  thee. 


5  And  when  the  work  to  them  assigned. 
The  work  of  love,  is  fully  done, 
Call  them  from  serving  tables  here. 
To  sit  around  thy  glorious  tnrone. 


THE  MINISTRY. 


141 


DUNDEE.       C.       M. 


1  Vouchsafe,    O     Lord,  thy    pres  -  encc  now,     Di  -  rect 

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277 


C.    M. 


1  VOUCHSAFE,  O  Lord,  thy  presence  now, 

Direct  us  in  thy  fear; 
Before  thy  throne  we  humbly  bow, 
And  offer  fervent  prayer. 

2  Give  us  the  men  whom  thou  shalt  choose, 

Thy  house  on  earth  to  guide; 
Those  who  shall  ne'er  their  power  abuse. 
Or  rule  with  haughty  pride. 

3  Inspired  with  wisdom  from  above, 

And  with  discretion  blessed; 
Displaying  meekness,  temperance,  love, 
Of  every  grace  possessed; 

4  These  are  the  men  we  seek  of  thee, 

O  God  of  righteousnesss: 
Such  may  thy  servants  ever  be, 
With  such  thy  people  bless. 


278 


C.    M. 


1  WITH  joy  we  own  thy  servant,  Lord, 
Thy  minister  below, 


Ordained  to  spread  thy  truth  abroad, 
That  all  thy  name  may  know. 


2  O  may  he  now,  and  ever,  keep 
His  eye  intent  on  thee; 
Do  thou,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
His  bright  example  be. 


3  With  plenteous  grace  his  heart  prepare 
To  execute  thy  will; 
And  give  him  patience,  love,  and  care, 
And  faithfulness  and  skill. 


4  Inflame  his  mind  with  ardent  zeal, 
Thy  tlock  to  feed  and  teach; 
And  let  him  live,  and  let  him  feel, 
The  truths  he's  called  to  preach. 


5  As  showcr,s  refresh  the  thirsty  plain, 
So  let  his  labors  prove: 
By  him  extend  thy  righteous  reign — 
The  reign  of  truth  and  love. 


142 


THE  CHURCH- 


ORANGE.     II. 


si^'iiiiiliriPifpiii 

1  What  contradictions  meet  In  min- is- ters' employ!  It  is     a   bittersweet, 


'      ~      ^.     u      w     '       m     w      u     u      u      u     .^.   m     m     m      u     .^. 
A  sorrow  full  of  joy;  No  other  post  affords  a  place  For  equal  honor   or   disgrace. 


E«p!ii^ipiir^iiiii 


P-rl* 


mmmm 


279 


H.    M. 


2  Who  can  describe  the  pain 

Which  faithful  preachers  feel, 
Constrr.ined  to  speak  in  vain. 
To  hearts  as  hard  as  steel? 
Or  who  can  tell  the  pleasures  felt 
When  stubborn  hearts  begin  to  melt? 


3  If  some  small  hope  appear, 
They  still  are  not  content; 
But  with  a  jealous  fear. 

They  watch  for  the  event: 
Too  oft  they  find  their  hopes  deceived: 
Then  how  their  inmost  souls  are  grieved! 


But  when  their  pains  succeed, 
And  from  the  tender  blade 

The  ripening  ears  proceed. 
Their  toils  are  overpaid: 

No  harvest  joy  can  equal  theirs. 

To  find  the  fruits  of  all  their  cares. 


280  L.    M. 

(old  hundred      Page  144  ) 

1  O  THOU,  who  on  thy  chosen  Son 
Didst  send  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove. 
To  mark  the  long-expected  One, 
And  seal  the  Messenger  of  love; 


2  And  when  the  heralds  of  his  name 

Went  forth  his  glorious  truth  to  spread, 
Didst  send  it  down  in  tongues  of  flame 
To  hallow  each  devoted  head; 


3  So,  Lord,  thy  servant  now  inspire 
With  holy  unction  from  above: 
Give  him  the  tongue  of  living  fire. 
Give  him  the  temper  of  the  dove. 


4  Lord,  hear  thy  suppliant  church  to-day 
Accept  our  work,  our  souls  possess; 
'Tis  ours  to  labor,  watch  and  pray; 
Be  thine  to  cheer,  sustain  and  bless 


THE  MINISTRY. 


143 


DOVER. 


M. 


1  Lord      of 

2  On     thee 


the 
we 


har  -  vest,    hear     Thy     need  -  y 
humb  -  )y     wait,    Our  wants    are 


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serv  -  ants'    cry; 
in      thy     view; 


m^^MmMMM^m 


m^^imwm^mm 


An  -  swcr    our  faith's    ef  -  feet  -  ual  prayer.    And     all    our  wants  sup  -  ply. 
The   har  -  vest,  Lord,     is       tru    -    ly    great,     The     la  -  bor  -  ers     are     few. 


J81  S.    M. 

3  Anoint  and  send  forth  more 
Into  thy  church  abroad; 
Thy  Spirit  on  their  spirits  pour, 
And  make  them  strong  for  God. 


4  O  let  them  spread  thy  name, 
Their  mission  fully  prove; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim. 
Thine  all  redeeming  love. 


AVON.       C.       M 


_        I — I  r       n  ~~i~T — I        i~i — ^~i — \~~r~o — i — rr  ~i i~r~"  ~'  tf 


1  Lord,  in    thy   pres  -  cnce  here  we  meet;  May  we     in     thee    be  found 
!  1      -le- 


O,    make    the    place      di  -  vine  -  ly    SAvcet     And     let      thy    grace    a  -  bound. 

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282 


COUNCIL, 


C.    M. 


2  With  hjirmony  thy  servants  bless, 
That  we  may  own  to  thee 
How  good,  how  sweet,  how  pleasant  'tis, 
When  brethren  all  agree. 


3  May  Zion's  good  be  kept  in  view, 
And  bless  our  feeble  aim. 
That  all  we  undertake  to  do, 
May  glorify  thy  name. 


OLD    HUNDRED.       L.      M. 


1  In  -  dul  -  gent  God  of    love  and  power,  Be  with  us    at    this  place  and  hour! 


J__    I ,_^ 


Smile  on   our  souls;  our  plans    ap-prove,  By  which  we  seek  to  spread  thy  love. 


2S3 


L.    M. 


1  INDULGENT  God  of  love  and  power, 
Be  with  us  at  this  place  and  hour! 
Smile  on  our  souls;  our  plans  approve, 
By  which  we  seek  to  sjn-ead  thy  love. 


2  Let  each  discordant  thought  be  gone. 
And  love  unite  our  hearts  in  one: 
Let  all  we  have  and  are  combine, 
To  forward  objcctsso  divine. 


3  O,  may  we  feel  the  worth  of  souls, 
Be  men  of  God,  whom  grace  controls, 


Fight  the  good  fight  and  win  the  crown, 
And  bv  our  Father's  side  sit  down. 


DOXOLOGY.    L.     M. 

1  ETERNAL  Father!  throned  above, 
Thou  fountain  of  redeeming  love! 
Eternal  word!  who  left  thylhrone 
For  man's  rebellion  to  atone; 

2  Eternal  Spirit  who  dost  give 

That  grace  whereby  our  spirits  live: 
Thou  God  of  our  salvation,  be 
Eternal  praises  paid  to  thee. 


BAPTISM. 


145 


AZMOX. 


3r. 


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1  It        is       54       ver    -    y 

2  Down  to    the     wu  -  tcV 


pleas  -  lint   thing  To    fol  -  low  Christ  our  Lord: 
side    we      go,      By  Christ's  ex  -  am  -  pie    led-, 

m — m — ^ — e- 


And    thus     o 
In    -    to      the 


bey     our      heaven-ly 
same    we      come      al 


King,    Ac  -  cord 
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his      word- 
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B-f—B-  I — (€ M € 3—1 — B-rr 


284 


3  Savior,  we  bless  thy  wondrous  name, 

For  thy  example'Dright; 
TVe  love  to  imitate  the  same, 
As  thou  dost  us  invite. 

4  We  are  baptized  as  Jesus  was, 

His  easy  yoke  we  bear; 
And  we  are  thus  baptized,  because, 
That  we  his  subjects  are. 

5  Lord,  may  we  to  thy  glory  live? 

Teach  us  thy  heavenly  ways; 
To  us  thy  Holy  Spirit  give. 
And  we  thy  name  will  praise. 

6  As  we  th}-  sacred  name  profess, 

3Iay  we  our  moments  spend 
In  ways  of  truth  and  righteousness, 
Until  our  lives  shall  end. 


I>  Through  trials  and  through  suffrings  too, 
I'll  go  at  his  command: 
Hinder  me  not,  fori  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And  when  my  Savior  calls  me  home, 
I         Still  this  my  cry  shall  be — 
I     Hinder  me  not — come,  welcome  death — 
I         I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 


28S 


C.     M. 


285 


C.     M. 


IN  :til  my  Lords  appointed  ways, 

My  journey  1 11  pursue; 
Hinder  me  not.  you  much  loved  saints, 

For  I  must  go  with  you. 

Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 

Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 


I  BURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave^ 
The  great  Kedeemer  lies; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

-  Thus  do  his  willing  saints,  to-da}', 
Their  ardent  zeal  express, 
And,  in  the  Lord's  appointed  way, 
Fulliil  all  righteousness. 

3  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread, 

And  would  his  cause  maintain — 
Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead. 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

4  His  presence  oft  revives  our  hearts. 

And  drives  our  fears  away; 
When  he  commands,  and  strength  imparts, 
We  cheerfully  «»bey. 


146 


THE  ChURCFI- 


8s,  7s,  &  4s. 


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1  To    the    flow  -  ing  stream  of  Jor  -  dan,  Lo!    the  King   of     Zi  -  on  came; 
There  the    an  -  cient  Bap  -  list  wait  -  cd,    To   im-merse  the  spot-less  Lamb: 

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To       the       Sav  -  ior's      wat'  -   ry       tomb. 


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287 


8s,  7s,  &  4s. 


Thus  baptized,  the  great  Redeemer 
Show'd  the  way  his  saints  should  tread, 

And,  when  rising  from  the  water, 
God  approved  and  blest  the  deed, 

And  the  Spirit 
Rested  On  his  sacred  head! 


Come,  then,  ye  who  love  the  Savior, 
Fear  not  now  to  own  your  Lord, 

Joyful  though  the  world  should  scorn  you, 
Follow  Christ,  obey  his  word: 

He'll  defend  you — 
Fear  ye  not  to  follow  him! 


Hear  the  Savior  saying  to  you, 
From  his  glorious  throne  above- 

Ye  who  trust  in  me  for  pardon. 
By  obedience  show  your  love: 

Be  baptized, 
My  example  shows  the  way. 


5  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  to  follow 
In  the  way  which  thou  didst  tread; 


We  will  turn  from  every  other, 
While  thy  sacred  word  we  read: 

O,  Redeemer! 
Gladly  now  we'll  follow  thee! 


'288       ^-     ^^-     (SEYMOUR  Page  149.) 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine, 
;     On  these  baptismal  waters  shine. 

And  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 

2  We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause; 

We  love  thy.cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 

3  We  sink  beneath  thy  mystic  flood; 
O,  bathe  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood; 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave, 
With  thee,  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

4  And  as  we  rise  with  thee  to  live, 
O,  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 

The  sealing  unction  from  above. 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love. 


BAPTISM. 


147 


KROWN. 


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ho  -  ly  stream  The  great   He  -  deem  -  or   bowed; 
to      ap  -  prove  The   deed  that  Christ  had   done; 

-m'    -^-    -^-    -^-    -^-      -'     — -     -- 


Bright  was 
Thus  came 


the 
the 


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em  -  ble  - 


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cred  beam 
-  ic   Dove, 


That  hushed  the 
And    hov  -  cred 

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wond'-ring  crowd, 
o'er      the      Son. 


289 


C.    M. 


So,  blessed  Spirit,  come  to-day 

To  our  baptismal  scene: 
Let  thoughts  of  earth  be  far  away. 

And  every  mind  serene. 

This  day  we  give  to  holy  joy; 

This  day  to  heaven  belongs: 
Ixaised  to  new  life,  we  will  employ 

In  melody  our  tongues. 


291 


C.    31. 


290 


C.    M. 


1  I'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

■-  Jesus,  my  Lord!  I  know  his  name, 
His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Xor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

.1  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure 
"What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

A  Then  w  ill  he  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem, 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


1  IF  glorious  angels  do  rejoice, 

When  sinners  turn  to  God, 
Let  us  unite  with  cheerful  voice. 
To  spread  his  praise  abroad. 

2  AVhen  Jesus  unto  Jordan  came, 

And  was  baptized  of  John, 
A  voice  from  heaven  did  proclaim, 
'Tis  my  beloved  Son. 

3  His  ministers  he  sent  about, 

To  prf^ach  the  w^ord  of  grace. 
And  to  baptize  the  world  throughout. 
Who  should  his  truth  embrace. 

•1  Lord,  we  have  here  before  our  eyes. 

Some  that  have  set  their  hand 

To  serve  thee  ami  to  be  baptized. 

As  thou  didst  give  command. 

5  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 
For  his  abounding  grace, 
In  this  the  token  of  his  love. 
To  us  a  guilty  race. 

G  Let  us  employ  our  tongues  to  sing. 
The  i)raises  of  the  Lord, 
For  calling  sinners  home  to  him, 
By  his  all  powerful  v.-ord. 


146 


THE  CHURCH- 


IJOHEDAI.E. 


1  l^ftliow  the  willing;  converts  trace  The  path  tlieJr  great  Redeemer  trod; 

AudfoUow  tlirtJUf^hhiK  liquid  grave  The[Oiiiit,. ]  meek,  the  low  -  ly  Son   of   God' 


2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 
And  to  a  heavenly  life  aspire, 
Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchanged, 
They  shine  in  clean  and  bright  attire. 

Z  O  Bacred  rite,  by  Ihee  the  name 
Of  Jesus  we  to  own  begin; 


This  is  our  resurrection  pledge, 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sin. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 

Who  shows  his  grace  to  sinful  men: 
Let  saints  on  earth,  and  hosts  in  heaven, 
In  concert  join  their  loud  Amen. 


UTICA.      88. 


^^^-, 


1  How  love  -  ly    the  em-blem  of  faith  In  Christ,  our  a 


dor  -  a  -  ble  Head- 


Who  sought  our  re-demp-tiou  in  death.   And,   tri  umph-ing, 


mMmtm 


^EEI 


293  8s. 

2  How  sweet  is  this  beautiful  rite, 

Our  union  with  him  to  proclaim— 
Our  death  to  each  sinful  delight — 
Our  rising  to  life  through  his  name. 

3  How  blessed,  by  bearing  the  cross, 

To  show  our  regard  for  his  will — 

To  seek,  while  professing  his  cause, 

•'All  righteousness  here  to  fulfill." 


4  How  pleasant  the  path  to  pursue 

His  perfect  example  has  led: 
With  the  scene  at  the  Jordan  in  view. 
We  haste  in  his  footsteps  to  tread. 

5  Dear  Savior,  thine  ordinance  bless, 

The  joy  of  thy  presence  make  known; 
Descend,  O  thou  Spirit  of  grace, 
And  seal  us  forever  thine  own. 


FEET-WASlllNG. 


i40 


WOODLAND. 


^; 


1  Let  plenteous  pracc  descend  on  those  Who,  hoping  in  thy  word,  This  day  have  solemn- 


ly  de-clared    This  day  have  sol 


ly   de-clarcd  That  Je  -  sus   is 


r 

their  Lord 


294  c.    M. 

2  With  chceful  feet  may  they  advance, 
And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 


3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death. 
That  we  thy  life  may  prove — 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 


SEYMOUR. 


M. 


PHS^^S 


1  When  Je  -  sus  Christ  was  here  below 


pie  what  to  do. 

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lie  taught  his  peo 


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we  would  his 

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pre  -  cepts  keep 

-m-    -m-   -m- 


We  must  descend 

f€-     -m- 


to  wash  -  ing  feet. 


295  L.    M. 

-'  For  in  that  night  he  was  betrayed, 
He  for  us  all  a  pattern  laid; 
IJeforc  his  supper  he  did  eat, 
He  rose  and  washed  his  brethren's  feet. 


3  The  Lord  who  made  the  earth  and  sky, 
Arose,  and  laid  his  garments  by, 
And  washed  their  feet,  to  show  that  we 
Should  always  kind  and  bumble  be. 


150 


THE  CHURCII- 


4  11^  washed  iheiii  all  to  make  them  clean, 
But  Judas  still  was  full  of  sin: 
Maj  none  of  us,  like  Judas,  sell 
The  Lord  for  gold,  and  go  to  hell. 


5  Peter  said,  Lord,  it  shall  not  be, 
Thou  Shalt  not  stoop  to  washing  me. 
O  that  no  Christian  here  may  say, 
I'm  Loo*  unworthy  to  obey. 


6  Ye  call  me  Lord  and  Master  too. 
Then  do  as  I  have  done  to  you; 
All  my  commands  and  counsels  keep, 
And  show  your  love  by  washing  feel. 


7  Ye  shall  be  happy  if  ye  know. 
And  do  these  things  by  faith  below; 
And  I'll  protect  you  till  you  die, 
And  then  remove  you  up  on  high. 


I  WILL  TRUST  IN  THE  BLOOD  OP  THE  LAMB.      C.      M. 


1  For  -  ev 


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er   here    my  rest  shall  be,    Close  to  thy    bleed-ing  side; 

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a 


^ 


-J,— JJ. 


-#-  ^    \      \      ^    \^    ^    ^     \ 


This       all       my    hope,    and     all     my   plea,      For     me    the     Sav  -  ior  died. 


CHORUS.  ^        \^  5 

I      will      trust,    I      will      trust,     I      will    trust     in    the    blood     of    the  Lamb; 


FEET-WASHING. 

I  WILL  TRUST  IN'  THE  BLOOD  OF  THE  LAMB — COncludcJ. 


151 


K.      -^ 


^f^-^. 


msm^^ 


I  will  trust,  I  will  trust, 

I  will  trust,  I  will  trust. 


I  will  trust  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 


296 


My  dying  Savior,  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin. 

Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean 
Cho.— I  will  trust,  &c. 


3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own; 
Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art; 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 
Cho.— I  will  trust,  »tc. 


4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply 
Till  faith  to  sight  improve; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 
Cho.— I  will  trust,  &c. 


297 


C.    M. 


1  BEHOLD,  where  in  a  mortal  form 
Appears  each  grace  divine; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 


2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light. 
To  give  the  mourner  joy; 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 


3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 
A  friend  and  servant  found; 


He  washed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears, 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 


4  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide! 

His  image  may  we  bear! 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share. 


298 


C.    M. 


1  TO  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord, 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise; 
Oh,  let  the  humblest  of  thy  flock 
Attempt  to  speak  thy  praise. 

2  My  life,  my  joy,  my  hope,  I  owe 

To  thine  amazing  love; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  here, 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 

3  To  thee  my  trembling  spirit  flies, 

With  sin  and  grief  oppressed; 
Thy  gentle  voice  dispels  my  fears, 
And  lulls  my  cares  to  rest. 

4  Lead  on  dear  Shepherd! — led  by  thee, 

No  evil  shall  I  fear; 
Soon  shall  I  reach  thy  fold  above. 
And  praise  thee  better  there. 


THE  CHURCH— FEET- WASHING. 


HEBRON. 


M. 


1  The  Church  of  God  be-lieves  it  right,  To  think  and  do     as     Je  -  sus  bade, 


r;bf:te 


— '^-r-^i — I — i— 


fei-»=£-p=pE=f=S 


3^ 


When  on  that  dark  and   dole-ful  night  He  gave    his     law,    and    plain  -  ly  said:— 


299 


L.    M. 


2  Mark  the  example  which  I  give: 

Keep  it,  and  show  your  mutual  love; 
My  precepts  do,  and  you  shall  live, 
In  bliss  below,  and  heaven  above. 


Then,  do  we  love  our  brethren  now? 

And  are  we  bound  in  union  sweet? 
If  so,  like  Jesus,  let  us  bow. 

And  let  us  wash  each  other's  feet. 


4  Let  no  one  be  ashamed  of  this, — 
Or,  Peter-like,  turn,  and  say,  no; 
But  as  we  aim  for  heavenly  bliss. 
We'll  in  our  Master's  footsteps  go. 


5  Now,  Lord,  we'll  wash  thy  people's  feet. 
And  here  enjoy  their  fond  embrace; 
Each  with  a  kiss  of  friendship  greet 
And  hope  in  love  to  see  thy  face 


6  And  then  we'll  feast  on  heavenly  love, 
And  find  our  joys  to  be  complete; 
Yes,  then  we'll  sing  thy  praise  above. 
And  bow,  with  angels,  at  thy  feet. 


300 


L.    M. 


1  3IAKE  up  thy  jewels,  Lord,  and  show 
The  glorious  spotless  church  below; 
The  fellowship  of  saints  make  known, 
And  oh  my  God,  might  I  be  one. 


2  O  might  my  lot  be  cast  with  these, 
The  least  of  Jesus  witnessess, 
O  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet, 
To  wash  his  dear  disciples'  feet. 


3  To  wait  upon  his  saints  below, 
On  gospel  errands  for  them  go, 
Enjoy  the  grace  to  angels  given. 
And  serve  the  royal  heirs  of  heaven. 


THE  LOVE-FEAST. 


153 


PEORIA. 


1  Ye      foir  -  wers     of    the  Prince  of  Peace,   Who  round  his     ta  -  blc  diTtW, 

L"^-r -e- 


♦    s   *  ♦*-  ♦   '-•--r  -p-   *    ■^_>'  ;-•-  >   p- 


Re  -  mem  -  ber    -what    his      spir    - 


1 

it     was,    "What    his     pc  -  cul 


-^,-j-. 


■F-— F 


■P- 


iar     law. 


301 


C.    M. 


302 


C.    M. 


1  YE  foll'wers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
"Who  round  his  table  draw, 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
"What  his  peculiar  law. 


1  ENT  mem'ry  of  the  Savior's  love, 
We  keep  the  sacred  feast, 
"Where  every  humble,  contrite  heart, 
Is  made  a  welcome  guest. 


The  love  which  all  his  bosom  filled 

Did  all  his  actions  guide; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught: 

Inspired' by  love,  he  died. 


2  Here  let  oar  ransomed  powers  unite 
His  honered  name  to  raise; 
Let  grateful  joy  fill  every  mind. 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 


Let  each  the  sacred  law  fulfill; 

Like  his  be  every  mind; 
Be  every  temper  formed  by  love, 

And  every  action  kind. 


G  One  fold,  one  faith,  one  hope,  one  Lord, 
One  God  alone  we  know; 
Brethren  we  are;  let  every  heart 
"With  kind  afi'eclions  glow. 


4  L:-t  none  who  call  themselves  his  friends  ^  4  Under  his  banner  thus  we  sing 
Disgrace  the  honored  name,  |         The  wonders  of  his  love, 

But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove  |      And  thus  anticipate,  by  faith, 

The  title  which  they  claim.  i         The  heavenly  feast  above. 


154 

303  C.    M. 

1  ALL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 

Who  joins  us  by  bis  grace, 
And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restored, 
Togethcrseck  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up; 

And,  gathered  into  one. 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 

We  all  delight  to  prove; 
The  grace  through  every  vessel  flows, 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 


THE  SALUTATION 


4  E'en  now  we  think  and  speak  the  same, 
And  cordially  agree — 
United  all,  through  Jesus'  name, 
In  perfect  harmony. 


5  The  kiss  of  peace  to  each  we  give — 
A  pledge  of  Christian  love; 
In  love,  while  here  on  earth,  we'll  live, 
In  love  we'll  dwell  above. 


G  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
Believers  all  in  one; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


RETREAT.       L.       M. 


F3:E5=g- 


I 

— I  — 

'>- 

G- 


1  How  blest  the   sa-cred  tie  that  binds,   In  sweet  com-mun-ion  kin-dred minds! 

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I 


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-W-    -g-  'W-^  — ^    -9>-     -B-  

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run.  And  strive  the  crown  of  life      to      win. 

-e- _-m- -♦-   -e' _  l_  ^^ 


-p-  - 


304 


L.    M. 


2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear! 
AVhat  watchful  love,  what  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Kefine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 


4  They're  one  in  life  and  one  in  death — 
One  in  their  joy,  their  trust,  their  faith; 
One  in  their  hope  of  rest  above. 
One  in  each  other's  faithful  love. 


5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire. 
When  dimly  burns  frail  nature  s  fire: 
In  heaven  it  will  the  brighter  burn, 
Since  there  the  graces  are  matured. 


THE  CHURCH-THE  COMMUNION. 

WINDSOR.       C.       M. 


155 


drri=ird— nzr: 


1  Je  -  sus!  thy    love  shall    we      for  •  get:  And    nev  -  cr  bring    to      mind 

r  I         r      r      I 

The  grace   that    paid     our  hope  -  less  debt,   And    bade     us      par  -  don 


^^m^M^mm 


305 


C.    M. 


F 

306 


'^^ 


M. 


-  Shall  we  thy  life  of  errief  forget, 
Thy  fasting  and  thy  prayer? 
Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapors  wet, 
To  save  us  from  dispair. 


Gethsemane,  can  we  forget — 
Thy  struggling  agony — 

"When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to  watch  with  thee. 


4  Can  we  the  crown  of  thorns  forget — 
The  buffeting  and  shame; 
"When  hell  thy  sinking  soul  beset, 
And  earth  reviled  thy  name? 


The  nails,  the  spear  can  we  forget, 

The  agonizing  cry: — 
*'My  God:  my  Father!  wilt  thou  let 

Thy  Son  forsaken  die?" 


1  LET  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desire, 
Be  banished  from  the  heart, 
The  Savior's  love  fill  every  breast, 
And  light  and  life  impart. 


2  He  knew  how  frail  our  nature  is. 
Our  souls  how  apt  to  stray; 
How  much  we  need  his  gracious  help 
To  keep  us  in  the  way. 


3  These  faithful  pledges  of  his  love 
His  mercy  did  ordain, 
To  bring  refreshment  to  our  souls, 
And  faith  and  hope  sustain. 


4  Since  such  his  condescending  grace, 
Let  us  with  hearts  sincere. 
Obedient  to  his  holy  will, 

To  this  dear  feast  draw  near. 


C  Life's  highest  joys  we  may  forget — 
Our  kindred  cease  to  love; 
But  he  who  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
Our  constancy  shall  prove. 


5  And  while  we  join  to  celebrate 
The  sutfering  of  our  Lord, 
Maj'  we  receive  new  grace  and  power 
To  keep  his  holy  word. 


THE  CHURCH^ 


;aci=:jrr;pic:&XJj=:|iz:^:zirb§±zJ:acihpiz^:J^t 

1  A  part- ing  hymn  we  sing,   A-round  thy  ta-ble,  Lord;         i 


'K-4ez^:z^' 


^4^F-F-t 


1  I 


gain  our 

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p--| %r-~ >_LDDI 

grate  -  f  ul   trib  -  ute  bring,  Our  solemn  vows  re-cord,  Our    sol  -  emn  vows  re  -  cord. 

?::^-.    .......  :&    :&•     .fL  .^..^J 


^^Hs 


mEmmmm 


307 


S.    M. 


1  A  PARTIXG  hymn  we  sing, 
Around  thy  table,  Lord; 
Again  our  grateful  tribute  bring. 
Our  solemn  vows  record. 


2  Here  we  have  seen  thy  face, 
And  felt  thy  presence  here; 
So  may  the  savor  of  thy  grace 
In  word  and  life  appear. 


3  The  purchase  of  thy  blood- 
By  sin  no  longer  led — 
The  path  our  dear  Redeemer  trod 
May  we  rejoicing  tread. 


4  In  self -forgetting  love 

Be  Christian  union  shown, 
Until  we  join  the  Church  above, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 


308        (C.    M.     WILDER.     Page  173. 


1  LO!  the  destroying  angel  flies 
To  Pharaoh's  stubborn  land: 
The  pride  and  flower  of  Egypt  dies 
By  his  avenging  hand. 


2  He  passed  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er, 
ISIor  poured  the  wrath  divine; 
He  saw  the  blood  on  every  door, 
And  blessed  the  peaceful  sign. 


3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  must  bleed 
Tu  break  the  Egyptian  yoke; 
Thus  Israel  is  from  bondage  freed, 
And  'scapes  the  angel's  stroke. 


4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  sprinkled  too, 
With  blood  so  rich  as  thine. 
Justice  no  longer  would  pursue 
This  guilty  soul  of  mine. 


THE  COMMUNION. 


157 


ZEPUYR. 


L.       M. 


W"^—^ — 41 — ^-jix. — 3..  n 


-^- 


1  Have  we  no  tears   to    shed    for  him,  While  sol-diers  scoff,  and  Jews  de- ride? 
'2  What  was  thy  crime,  my  dearest  Lord?  By  earth,  by  heaven  thou  hast  been  tried, 


— 0 — 
—i^ ♦- 

Ah!  look 
And   guil 


6) 

how    pa  -  tient  -  ly  he  hangs— Je     sus 
■  ty  found  of  too  much  love;  Je  -  sus. 


our  Love, 
our  Love, 


309  L    M. 

'C  Found  guilty  of  excess  of  love, 

It  was  thy  own  sweet  Mill  that  tied 
Thee  tighter  far  than  helpless  nails; 
Jesus,  our  Love, is   crucified! 

310      KN'DOR. 


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4  O  break,  O  break,  hard  heart  of  mine! 
Thy  weak  self-love  and  guilty  pride 
His  Pilate  and  his  Judas  were; 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified! 

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Speak   us     free   -   ly 

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Cal  -  va  -  ry,     And    bid     us     go     in  peace! 

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By    thy  pas  -  sion     on    the 


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158 

311 


THE  CHURCH— 


L.     M.     (wiNDiiAM.     Page  168.) 


1  'TWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Sou  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  hiui  to  his  foes— 


2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread, and  bless'd,and  brake 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran! 
WliAt  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake ! 


3  '-'This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin: 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food;" 


Then  took  the  cup  and  blest  the  wine: 
"Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood.' 


4  "Do  this,"  he  cried,  "till  time  shall  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend: 
3Ieet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 


5  Jesus  thy  feast  we  celebrate; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 


Stockwell.     8s  &  7s. 


1  From  the     ta  -  ble  now    re   -    tir  -  ing,  Which  for  us   the  Lord  hath  spread. 


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May  our  souls    re  -  fresh-ment  find  -  ing.  Grow    m    all    things  like  our   head. 


312 


8s  &  7s. 


2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear; 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling. 

His  commands  may  we  revere. 


3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 
Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing. 
Peace  from  God  through  endless  day. 


COMMUNION. 


159 


BARBY. 


C.       M. 


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313  c    M. 

2  When  justice,  by  our  sins  provoked, 

Drew  forth  its  dreadful  sword, 
He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke 
Without  a  murm'ring  word. 

3  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  -woes, 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne; 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 

MOLUCCA.      8s,  7s,  &  4s. 


4  This  was  compassion  like  a  God, 

That  though  the  Savior  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high. 

His  love  is  still  as  great: 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  lets  his  saints  forget. 


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1  Hark!  the  voice  of  love    and  mer  -  cy,  Sounds  a-loud  from  Cal  -  va  -  ry; 
See,    it  rends  the  rocks    a  -  sun  -  der.  Shakes  the  earth  and  vails  the  sky! 


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314  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

2  It  is  finished!  O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  allord; 

Heavenly  blessings  without  measure 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

It  is  finished! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finished  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law; 
Fini^cd  all  that  God  had  promised. 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 
It  is  finished! 
.    Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 


THE  CHURCH— COMMISSION. 


4  Happy  souls,  approach  the  table. 

Taste  the  soul  reviving  food; 
Nothing  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant 
As  the  Savior's  flesh  and  blood. 

It  is  finished! 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 

5  Tune  your  hearts  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name- 
Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb! 


KILBURN. 


M. 


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315 


L.    M. 


1  WHEN  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross, 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  Lord: 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most 
I  sacrifice  to  Jesus'  blood. 


3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 

That  were  a  present  far  to  small; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


THE  ClIUUCH 


161 


HAMBURO. 


1  So    let  our  lips  ;md  lives   ex  -  press  The  ho  -  ly  gos  -  pel  we    pro  -  fess; 


— e — ♦ 


orks  and   vir  -  tues  shine,   To  prove  the  doc-trine     all    di  -  vine. 


No.  4.     L.     M.     {Selected.) 

I  SO  let  our  lips  and  live3  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 


2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Savior,  God; 
"NVhen  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 


3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

"While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord: 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


>:o.  5.     L.     M.     (Selected.) 

1  MY  God.  how  endless  is  thy  love! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new 
And  morning  mercies  from  above. 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 


2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drow.^y  powcrr. 


3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command; 
To  thee  1  consecrate  my  days; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  th}'  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 


No.  G.     L.     yi.     {Selected., 

1  COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
Enter  in  Jesus'  precious  name; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Savior  does  the  same. 


2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afibrc!, 
We  11  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove; 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  t)ur  Lord, 
ToiTCther  bound  bv  mutual  love. 


3  And,  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 
We'll  share  each  otheis  hopes  and  fears, 
And  couQt  a  brother's  care  our  own. 


4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat; 
i         Keceive  assurance  of  our  love; 
!      Oh!  may  we  all  together  meet, 
i         Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 


102 


THE  CHURCH— 


LENA. 


S.      M. 


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316  S.    M. 

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Be  banished  far  away: 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  d 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 


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4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 


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FELLOWSHIP  AND  UNITY. 


163 


317  C.     M. 

2  He  coincs,  of  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay: 
lie  seizes  every  struggling  soul 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 

And  gather  with  thine  arm; 
Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  "We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  power, 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  side; 
The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  O  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  agree; 
But  make  us  one  of  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee. 

G  Together  let  us  sweetly  live. 
Together  let  us  die: 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive. 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 


318 


C.    IL 


1  LO!  what  an  entertaining  sight 
Are  brethren  that  agree! 
Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety. 

-  When   streams  of  love  from  Christ  the 
Descend  to  every  soul,  [spring, 

And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aarons  rev'rend  head: 
The  trickling  drops  perfumed  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  mornins  dews 

That  falls  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shoTys, 
And  makes  his  grace  distill. 


319 


C.    M. 


2  One  family,  wc  dwell  in  him, 

One  church  above,  beneath; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  commands  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood. 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  Lo!  thousands  to  their  endless  home 

Are  swiftly  borne  away; 
And  wc  are  to  the  margin  come. 
And  soon  must  launch  as  they. 

5  Lord  Jesus!  be  our  constant  guide! 

Then  when  the  world  is  given,    . 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 


320 


C.    M. 


THE  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 
But  one  communion  make; 

Joined  to  their  Lord,  in  bonds  of  love. 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 


1  TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 

Of  every  sinful  heart; 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart. 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other.  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 


4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 
Our  little  stock  improve; 
Increase  our  faith,  contirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 


5  Up  into  thee,  the  living  Head, 
Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 


.6  Then,  when  tiic  mighty  w^ork  is  wrought, 
I         Receive  thy  ready  bride: 
I     Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
'         NVith  all  the  siiuctificd. 


164  THE  CHURCH- 

MADISON.     bH.     (double.) 


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2  My  friends  are  endeared  un  -  to  me,   Our  souls  so  u  -  ni  -  ted  in    love- 

It      fast  -  ens    our  souls  with  such  ties,  That  dis-tance  nor  time  can  re -move. 
Where  Je  -  sus     is   gone    we    shall    be,      In    yon  -  der  blest  man-sions  a  -  bove. 


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It     can     not 
Wliy  then   so 

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It  grows  on    Im  -  man  -  u  -  al's  ground,  And  Je-sus'  life's  blood    it  has    cost. 
En  graved  on  Im  -  man  -  u  -  el's  heart,  At    dis  -  tance  we  can  -  not  re-  main. 


321 


And  then  we  .shall  see  that  bright  dny, 
And  join  w  ith  the  angels  above, 

Set  free  from  our  prisons  of  clay, 
"TJnited  in  Je.'^us'  kind  love. 


With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see; 

Then  sing  hallelujahs — Amen! 
Amen!   Even  so  lot  it  be! 


BREMEN. 


FELLOWSHIP  AND  UNITY. 

M. 


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322  c.    M. 

-  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saint's  secure  abode; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 


Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
Shall  there  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 


THE  ANOINTING. 


323        L-    M.     (REST.    Page  172.) 
1  WHEN  struggling  on  the  bed  of  pain, 
And  earth  and  all  its  joys  are  vain, 
How  sweet,  my  God,  to  know  thy  power 
Sustains  me  in  this  trying  hour. 
-  I  would  thy  holy  word  obey 
E'en  while  upon  my  bed  I  lie: 
I  call  the  elders  here,  O  Lord, 
To  do  according  to  thy  word. 

3  And  while  the  oil's  by  faith  applied, 
O  may  my  soul  be  sanctified 

By  the  blest  unction  from  above. 
And  then  be  filled  with  heavenly  love. 

4  Then  shall  my  cheerful,  grateful  tongue. 
In  rapt'rous  strains  thy  praise  prolong; 
My  ransomed  soul  adore  thy  giace, 
And  swifter  run  the  heavenly  race. 

o  Or,  should  my  days  be  near  their  end. 
And  I  through  death  my  steps  must  wend, 
Then.  O  my  Lord,  receive  me  home, 
To  mingle  with  the  blood-washed  throng 


324         8s-     (MADISON.     Page  1G4.) 

1  O  THOU  whose  compassionate  care, 

Does  all  of  thy  creatures  sustain, 
Now  graciously  teach  me  to  bear 
The  weight  of  affliction  and  pain. 

2  Though  cheerless  my  days  seem  to'flow. 

Though  weary  and  wakeful  njy  nights. 
What  comfort  it  gives  me  to  know 
'Tis  the  hand' of  a  Father  that  smites  I 

3  A  tender  Physician  thou  art, 

Who  woundest  in  order  to  heal, 
And  comfort  divine  dost  impart 
To  soften  the  anguish  we  feel- 

4  O,  let  this  affliction  be  blest. 

And  answer  thy  gracious  design, 
Then  grant  that  my  soul  may  find  rest 
In  comforts  to  healing  as  thine. 

5  And  bless  this  anointing  with  oil. 

And  save  me  from  every  sin, 
That  when  I  am  taken  from  earth. 
In  heaven  with  thee  mny  I  live."     * 


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325 


L.    M. 


2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept. 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 


3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell;  and  here, 
A.S  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 


4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung; 

Here  lei  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save. 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung 
On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 


5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 
Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here  and  purely  burn. 


DUNDEE.       C.      M. 

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Ac  -  cept    the    walls     that    hu  -  man  hands,  Have  raised   to      wor  -  ship    thee! 
The  peace   that  dwel  -  leth  with  -  out    end,      Se  -  rene  -  ly      by     thy     side! 


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326 


C.     M, 


May  erring  minds  that  worship  here, 

Be  taught  the  better  way 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 

Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 


4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 
And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallow'd  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 


327 


C.    M. 


1  SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
His  mercy  speaks  to-day: 
He  calls  you  by  his  sov'reign  word. 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 


2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  can  not  rest, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 


3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell; 
Why  will  you  persevere? 
Can  you  in  woe  and  darkness  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair? 


4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days. 
To  reap  eternal  woe! 


5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live, 
Through  his  abounding  grace; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 


i  6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts; 
I         He  pardons  like  a  God; 

He  will  forgive  your  num'rous  faults. 
Through  a  Redeemer's  blood 


328  ^'      ^^-      (WINDHAM.      Pag  16S  ) 

1  BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death. 
And  thousands  walk  together  there; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 


"Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command; 

Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heav'nly  land. 


3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint. 
.  And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 


4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new, 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew, 


168 


THE  GOSPEL-- 


WINDHAM.       L.       M. 


1  I    long     to    see    the    sea-son  come,  When  sin-ners  shall  come  flocking  home, 


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To  taste  the  heaven  of     Je  -  sus'  love,   And  seek  the  joys  that  are     a  -  bove. 


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329 


L.     M. 


1  I  LONG  to  see  the  season  come 
When  sinners  shall  come  flocking  home, 
To  taste  the  heaven  of  Jesus'  love, 
And  seek  the  joys  that  are  above. 

2  Hark!  'tis  the  glorious  gospel  sound, 
Inviting  sinners  all  around; 
Behold!  the  loving  Savior  stands, 

And  spreads  lor  you  his  bleeding  hands. 


3  He  now  is  knocking  at  your  heart. 
Waiting  Salvation  to  impart; 
To  wash  you  in  atoning  blood, 
And  seal  you  heirs  and  sons  of  God. 


4  Take  your  companions  by  the  hand, 
And  all  your  children  iu  a  band, 
And  give  them  up  at  Jesus'  call. 
To  pardon,  bless  and  save  them  all. 


5  And  when  the  day  of  Christ  shall  come, 
And  lie  collects  his  jewels  home; 
On  Zion's  mount  you  all  shall  stand. 
And  join  the  bright  angelic  band. 


330 


L.    M. 


1  COME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast, 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest. 
For  God  has  bidden  all  mankind. 


2  Since  our  dear  Lord  to  you  doth  call. 

Come  all  the  world,  come  sinner,  thou, 
The  invitation  is  to  all; 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come  all  ye  souls,  by  sin  oppressed. 

Ye  poor  and  maimed,  and  halt  and  blind, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest! 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 


4  The  message  from  the  Lord  receive, 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live, 
Nor  sufl'cr  him  to  die  in  vain. 


His  love  is  mighty  for  to  heal. 
Yield  to  his  love's  redeeminej  power, 

His  conqu'ring  love  consent  to  feel: 
And  strive  against  your  God  no  more. 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

ZEBULON.       SS  &  CS. 


169 


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8s  &  6s 


1  YE  dying  sous  of  men, 

Immersed  in  sin  and  woe, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend, 

Which  Jesus  sent  to  you; 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come, 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 


2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame; 
lie  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame; 
All  things  are  ready;  sinner,  come; 
For  every  trembling  soul  there's  room. 


3  Believe  the  heavenly  word 
His  messengers  proclaim; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  his  name: 
Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come, 
Cast  oil'  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 


Compelled  by  bleeding  love, 
Ye  Avandering  sheep,  draw  near, 

Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear! 

Let  whosoever  will,  now  come; 

In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 


170 


THE  GOSPEL- 


1 


HAMDEX.       8S,  7S,  &  4S. 


1  Sin  -  ners,  will  you  scorn   the  mes  -  sage  Sent  in    mer  -  cy  from  a  -  bove? 
Ev'  -  ry    sen  -  tencc — O  how    ten  -  der!    Ev'  -  ry    line     is    full     of    love; 


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332 


8s,  7s,  &  4s. 


2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel, 
News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel  sinner — "Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name:" 
How  important! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name! 


3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor: 
Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears. 


And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears; 
Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  False  professors,  grov'ling  worldlings, 
Callous  hearers  of  the  word, 
While  the  messengers  address  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  aftord; 
We  entreat  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 


VERNOX.      12s  &  8s. 


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INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 
VERNON — concluded. 


171 


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break  of    the    blest    Sab- bath  morn,   And    Je  -    sus    in  -  vites    thee    no    more. 


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333 


12s  &  8s. 


When  the  rich  gales  of  mercy  no  longer  shall  blow, 

The  gospel  no  message  declare — 
Sinner,  how  canst  thou  bear  the  deep  wailing  of  woe, 

How  suffer  the  night  of  despair! 


3  When  the  holy  have  gone  to  the  regions  of  peace, 
To  dwell  in  the  mansions  above; 
When  their  harmony  wakes  in  the  fulness  of  bliss, 
Their  song  to  the  Savior  of  love — 


4  Say,  0  sinner,  that  livest  at  rest  and  secure. 
Who  fearest  no  trouble  to  come. 
Can  thy  spirit  the  swellings  of  sorrow  endure, 
Or  bear  the  impenitent 's  doom? 


334        H.    M.    (LENOX.    Page  89.) 

1  BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  gladly  solemn  sound! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 


Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim: 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


I  3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above, 
Come  take  it  l3ack  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love: 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


The  gospel  trumpet  hear. 
The  news  of  pard'ning  grace; 

Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near. 
Behold  your  Savior's  face: 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made; 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest; 
Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad! 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


172 


THE  GOSPEL— 


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2  Ilast  -  en,  men-  cy    to    im  -  plore! 


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Stay    not    for    the    mor  -  row's  sun; 
Stay    not    lor    the    mor  -  row's   sun, 


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Wis  -  dom    if      you      still    de  -  spise,       Har  -  der       is       it       to       be      won. 
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335 


7s. 


3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun. 
Lest  the  Lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 


4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 


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1  While  life  pro-longs  its  precious  light,  Mer-cy    is  found,  and  peace  is  given; 


But  soon,    ah  soon,   ap-proach-ing  night  Shall  blot  out    eve  -  ry  hope    of  heaven. 


INVITATION  AND 

336  L    M. 

-  SooQ,  borne  on  time  s  most  rapid  wing, 
Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 
3  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise — 
No  God  regard  vour  bitter  prayer, 
No  Savior  call  you  to  the  skies. 

"WILDER.       C.       M. 


WARNING.  173 

[  Silence,  and  solitude  and  gloom 
In  those  forgetful  realms  appear; 
Deep  sorrows  till  the  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 

)  Now  God  invites;  how  blest  the  day! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O  baste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 


1  Let     eve  -  ry    mor  -  tal    ear      at  -  tend  And,  eve  -  ry  heart  re-joice; 

2  Ho      all      ye    hun  •  gry,    starv  -  iug  souls,  That  feed   up  -  on   the   wind, 


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337  C.   M. 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  hath  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho,  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thi  rst 

With  t^prings  that  never  dry. 
~j  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day 
Ix)rd,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 

And  drive  our  wants  away. 

338  L.    M. 

1  HASTE,trav'ler,  haste!  the  night  comes  on, 
And  many  a  shining    hour  is  gone; 
The  storm  is  gathering  in  the  west, 
And  thou  art  far  from  home  and  rest. 


2  O,  far  from  home  thy  footsteps  stray; 
Christ  is  the  Life,  and  Christ  the  Way, 
And  Christ  the  Light.     Yon  setting  sun 
Sinks  ere  the  morn  is  scarce  begun. 

3  The  rising  tempest  sweeps  the  sky, 
The  rains  descend,  the  winds  arc  high; 
The  waters  swell,  and  death  and  fear 

I     Beset  thy  path — no  refuge  near. 

4  O  yes,  a  shelter  you  may  gain— 

A  covert  from  the  wind  jmd  rain — 
A  hiding  place,  a  rest,  a  home — 
A  refuge  from  the  wrath  to  come. 

5  Then  linger  not  in  all  the  plain — 
Flee  for  thy  life — the  mountain  gain; 
Look  not  behind — make  no  delay — 
O,  speed  thee,  speed  thee  on  thy  way. 


174  THE  GOSPEL 

339        L.     M.     (KEST.     Page  172.) 

1  WITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around, 

Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea; 
Yet,  'midst  the  gloom,  I  bear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper,  "Come  to  me." 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest — 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee; 
0!  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed. 
How  sweet  the  bidding,  "Come  to  me. 

3  "When  nature  shudders,  loth  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  enjoy,  and  see; 


When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 

A  sweet  voice  utters,  "come  to  me." 
Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die; 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee; 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye, 

I  am  thy  portion,  "Come  to  me." 
O,  voice  of  mercy!  voice  of  love! 

In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony, 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above! 

And  gently  whisper,  "Come  to  me." 


HOME,  SWEET  HOME. 


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INVITATION  AND  WARNING 


340 


lis. 


1  O  turn  vo,  0  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die. 
When  God  in  gr^a'l  mercy  is  ccniiog  so  nigh? 
Now  Je«u8  invited  you,  tne  Spirit  says,  coue. 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  bouie. 

2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay. 
Your  hearts  may  grow  Wetter  by  staying  away: 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  yon  be, 
'While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 


175 


3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 
Ohow  can  you  question  ifyou  will  believe? 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 
Tis  you  he  bids  welcome;  be  bids  you  come  home. 

4  Come,  give  us  your  hand,  and  the  Savior  your  heart, 
And,  trusting  in  heaven,  we  never  shall  part; 

O,  how  can  we  leave  you?  why  will  you  not  come! 
We'll  journey  together,  and  soon  beat  home. 


NETTLETON.       8S,  7s,  &  4s. 


Fine. 


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D.  C. 


1  Come,   ye   sin  -  ners   poor    and   need  -  y,  "Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore,  ) 
y  stands   to    save   you,    Full   of    pit  -  y  love  and  power.) 


Je  -  sus   read 

He      is      a    -    ble, 


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^^^^^^^^^^J^^^^^l^^ 


341 


8s.  7s.  &  4s. 


Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 
Nor  of  titness  fondly  dream; 

All  the  fitness  he  requireth. 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him; 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Savior's  risint?  beam. 


Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden. 
Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall; 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
lou  will  never  come  at  all, 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 


4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo!  your  Savior  prostrate  lies! 


On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

5  Lo!  the  rising  Lord,  ascending, 

Pleads  the  virtue  of  his  blood: 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely. 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude; 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

6  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name, 

Hallelujah! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 


176  THE  GOSPEL-^ 

COME  YE  DISCONSOLATE.       llS  ifc  lOs. 


1  Ct  me  ye  dis-con  so  -  late,      wher  •  e'er    ye      lau-guisL,  Come,  at  the  mer-cy-seat  fer-vent-ly  kneel: 


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342  lis  &  ics. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure — 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter  in  mercy  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heav'n  can  not  cure. 


CROSS  AND  CROWN.      C.      M. 


3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God  boundless  in  love; 
Come  to  the  feast  prepared;  come, ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 


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INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 


177 


343 


C.    M. 


1  YE  bumble  sinners,  in  whose  breast 

A.  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 
Gome,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose: 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 


1 11  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 
Whose  scepter  pardon  gives; 

Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 


B 


5  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea. 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 

►ut  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray; 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try, 

For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
1  must  forever  die. 


LAMSON.       S.       M. 


^-m  -t-^ W ■ i-J^e  -T-^  -^-0 ^— t-^  -m-y—o 


i 


1    O     where     shall     rest      be    found — Rest     for      the      wea  -  ry    soul? 
m m «-r-a-r r-m «— fl  «— « 


s-i:— or*  T'^ 


liP^liii 


'Twere   vain     the      o  -  cean  depths    to    sound.   Or  pierce     to      ei  -  ther    pole. 


I-! 


liSl 


344 


S.    M. 


2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh: 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live. 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 


4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 
O  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


178 


TPIE  GOSPEL— 

THE  STRANGER  AT  THE  DOOR.       L.       M. 


'^Mplliiili^^^igiPf 


-♦>-   -♦-    -♦-   -^'- 
1    Be  -  hold   a    stran  -  ger    at  the  door!  He  gent-ly  knocks— has  knocked  before; 


E-.fe 


liiioSE^ltia^liiirj^^ii 


Has    wait  -  ed 


Ions 


is  wait  -  ing  still;  You  treat  no    oth  -  er  friend  so   ill. 

CHORUS.  \^ ,1  SI  IS_    "^  ^       I. J 


I  1       1^1     I  1  1111 

O,      let    the  dear  Sav  -  ior  come  in,  come  in,  He'll  cleanse  the  heart  from  sin;  from  sin; 

^    ^    ^    ^    ^ 

S     _N  _l^ ^ I ^-?^ > N^Ts 


♦  ^  s:^    I  1      1      I 

out  at  the  door;  But  let  the  dear  Savior  come  in,  come  in. 


^  ^                               ^;^    I  1      1      I 

O,   keep  him  no  more,  out  at  the  door;  But  let  the  dear  Savior  come  in,  come  in 

t:    f   ^-     >>             -    ^<  -    -        -p    -  -     .     - 
-m—f-m — ^—  ^—-^ 


345  L-    M. 

2  O!  lovely  attitude —  he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  open  hands; 
O!  matchless  kindness — and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed? 
He  will — the  very  friend  you  need; 
The  friend  of  sinners — yes  'tis  he, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 


4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine. 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin — 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn — 
His  feet  departed,  ne'er  return; 
Admit  him — or  the  hour's  at  hand. 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 


AVELLS 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 

M. 


170 


1  Life  is 


¥m 


KSigl 


time 


0 


real  re -ward, 


mm 


■q-rS:3- 


-~F 


-p-r-F- 


And  while  the  Lamp  holds  out    to    burn, 


— (9- 


-Fi- 


En*^ 


O     hast  -  en,  sin  -  ner,     to    re  -  turn 


^i 


F 

346  L    M 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given, 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven, 
The  day  of  grace,  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

0  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
Beneath  the  clods  their  dust  must  lie; 
Then  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circle  of  the  sun. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do. 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue: 
Since  no  device  nor'work  is  found, 
Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

~)  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  passed 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste, 
O  may  we  all  receive  thy  grace, 
And  see  with  joy  thy  smiling  face. 

347  L.    M. 

1  COME,  take  my  yoke,  the  Savior  said. 
To  follow  me,  be  not  afraid; 

For  I  in  heart  am  lowly,  meek. 
And  offer  you  the  rest  you  seek. 
-  The  yoke  of  pleasure  may  allure, 
And  promise  bliss  that  will  endure; 
But  when  it  has  thy  youth  despoiled, 
"Twill  cast  thee  oft  as  garments  soiled. 

3  Take  not  on  thee  the  yoke  of  wealth; 
Twill  eat  thy  soul,  destroy  thy  health, 
And  make  thee  feel  how  cheap  the  cost. 
If  worlds  could  buy  the  peace  it  lost. 


i 


Ambition,  too,  its  yoke  displays. 
And  hangs  out  its  perennial  bays; 
Be  not,  poor  soul,  by  it  misled; 
I  offer  thee  a  crown  instead- 
Then  take  my  yoke — 'tis  soft  and  light, 
'Twill  ne'er  disturb  thy  rest  at  night; 
But  guide  thee  to  that  world  above, 
Where  no  restraint  is  known  but  love. 


348 


L.    M. 


1  WHY  will  you  lavish  out  your  years. 
Amidst  a  thousand  trifling  cares. 
While,  in  the  various  range  6f  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot? 

2  Why  will  ye  chase  the  fleeting  wind. 
And  famish  an  immortal  mind; 
While  angels  with  regiet  look  down, 
To  see  you  spurn  a  heavenly  crown? 

3  Th'  eternal  God  calls  from  above. 
And  Jesus  pleads  his  dying  love. 
Awakened  conscience  gives  you  pain. 
And  shall  they  join  their  i)leas  in  vain? 

4  Not  so  your  dying  eyes  shall  view 
Those  objects  which  yc  now  pursue; 
Not  so  shall  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  the  decisive  hour  is  near. 

5  Almighty  God:  thine  aid  impart, 
To  fix  conviction  on  the  heart; 

Thy  power  can  clear  the  darkest  eyes, 
And  make  the  haughtiest  scorners  wise. 


lao 


THE  GOSPEL- 


HARWELL 


-#r, 


Ss  &  7s. 

1  Hark!  the  ju  -  bi  -  lee     is    sound-  ing.   O    the     joy-  ful  news  is  come!   \ 
Free  sal  -  va  -  tion     is    pro  -  claim  -  ing,  In  and  through  God's  own  dear  Sou.  ) 
D.  C.     Glo  -  ry,   hon  -  or,    and  sal  -  va  -  tion,  Christ,  the  Lord,  has  come  to  reign. 


. .%l >. 


E3F^' 


■iM^^M^mMi 


Now  we  have  an  in  -  vi-ta-tion,  To  the  meek  and  low-ly  Lamb; 

Now  we  have  To  the  meek 


.  -t_,*-  -^-        -f-  -r  -r-  -tP:   r-  1^  I         ^  r*  ^  i 


349  8s  &  /  s, 

2  Gome,  dear  friends,  and  don't  neglect  it, 

Come  to  Jesus  in  your  prime; 
Great  salvation,  don't  reject  it, 

O  receive  it,  now's  your  time! 
Now  the  Savior  is  beginning 

To  revive  his  work  again; 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  has  come  to  reign. 

WILLOW   WAY.       C.       M. 


3  Come,  dear  children,  praise  your  Jesus, 

Praise  him,  praise  him  evermore: 
May  his  boundless  love  constrain  us, 

His  great  mercy  to  adore; 
O  then  let  us  join  together, 

Crowns  of  glory  to  obtain; 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  has  come  to  reiirn. 


Ai — s— <V « — L_5._^_^_l_^_Ai_J —    I — L. 


T'-^-t: 


1  Vain  man,  thy  fond    pur  -  suits  for  -  bear;    Re  -  pent,     thy      end     is  nigh; 


AJ l_ 


..- 


Death    at 


the      far  -  thest    cant      be      far; 


■''''m^. 


think   be  -  fore    thou    die 


INVITATION 

350  ^    M 

•J  Reflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save, 
Thy  sins  how  high  they  mount ! 
AVhat  arc  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave? 
How  stands  that  dark  account? 

3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defense; 

His  time  there's  none  can  lell: 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  the  hence, 
To  heaven  or  to  hell. 

4  Thy  flesh,  i)crhaps  thy  chiefest  care, 

iShall  crawling  worms  consume; 
But  ah!  destruction  stops  not  there, 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day,  the  gospel  calls  to-day, 

Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you; 
Let  every  one  forsake  his  way, 
And  mercy  will  ensue. 

6  Rich  mercy,  dearly  bought  with  blood, 

How  vile  so  e'er  he  be, 
Abundant  pardon,  peace  with  God, 
All  given  entirely  free. 

THATCHER.       S.      M. 


AND  WARNING.  1«1 

1 351  c;.   M. 

!  1  THERE  IS  a  time,  we  know  not  when, 
!         A  point,  we  know  not  where, 
I     That  marks  the  destiny  of  men, 

To  glory  or  despair. 
'  2  There  is  a  hue,  by  us  unseen, 

That  crosses  every  path; 
The  hidden  boundary  between 

God's  patience  and  his  wrath. 

3  O!  where  is  this  mysterious  bourne, 

By  which  our  path  is  crossed; 
Beyond  which,  God  himself  hath  sworn, 
That  he  who  goes  is  lost! 

4  How  far  may  we  go  on  in  sin? 

How  long  will  God  forbear? 
Where  does  hope  end?  and  where  begin 
The  confines  of  despair? 

5  An  answer  from  the  skies  is  sent: 

"Ye  that  from  God  depart! 

While  it  is  called  to-day,  repent! 

And  harden  not  you  heart." 


1  Dc 

2  Be 


§^m 


I —    o- 

struc  -  tion's  dan  -  gerous  road, 
liev    -    CIS       en    -    ter       in 

'  k    ^    <_  'J    -P- 


sue! 
door; 


—0--' — D #  -* — D ^-^—cT-gr^^—-^-^ , 

AVhile  that  which  leads   the     soul     to       God,      Is    known    or 
But    thcv,    who    will    not    leave    their    sin.    Must     per  -  ish 


Is    known    or  sought 
Must     per  -  ish     ev 


.-r-^- 


'-     -P- 


EFFPrE^ 


^fsl§ipippM 


352  5^.    H. 

•3  .\f  self  must  be  denied. 
And  sin  forsaken  quite; 
They  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wide, 
And  strive  to  think  it  right. 
'    T'.ncompassed  by  a  throng. 
On  numbers  Lhey  depend; 
riiey  think  so  many  can't  be  wrong 
And  miss  a  happy  end. 


5  But  numbers  arc  no  mark 

That  men  will  right  be  found; 
A  few  were  saved  in  Noah's  ark, 
For  many  millions  drowned. 

6  Obey  the  gospel  call, 

And  enter  while  you  may; 
The  flock  of  Christ  remains  still  small. 
And  none  ne  safe  but  they. 


ISl 


REPENTA>:CE 


353      !^.     M.     (THATCUER.   Page  181.) 

1  BESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  longing  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 


2  How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move, 
And  others  round  me  stepping  m 
Their  efficacy  prove. 


3  Dut  1  do  still  remam — 
I  feci  the  very  same; 


As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  shame, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 


4  How  often  have  1  thought. 
Why  should  I  longer  lie? 
Surely  the  mercy  1  have  sought 
Is  not  for  such  as  I? 


5  But  whither  shall  1  go? 
There  is  no  other  pool. 
Where  streams  of  sov'reign  virtue  flow, 
Who  make  a  sinner  whole. 


ARLINGTON. 


M. 


^^igiigam^gg 


1    O     sm  -  ner,   bring  not    tears    a  -  lone,     Or   out  -  ward  form  of  prayer, 


,.-L— h-Ft 


=:r=5=pz 


nmm^^m^Mmmsm^m 


■f 


^s i_ 


j:jLzn^-zrq_iz:i]_i3zriiii-ij__^^_r:: 

^—\ — ^f — 41 — ^ — !_^ — I — I — I— L_ 


But      let        It       in      thy      heart    be    known    That    pen   -    i  -  tcnce      is     there. 


354 


C     M. 


1  O  SINNER,  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer, 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  iheclothesto  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee; 
Thy  secret  .soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 


3  O  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  giief. 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  O  righteous  Judge,  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  what  we  need, 

We  pray  for  lime  to  turn  again, 

And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 


REPENTANCE. 


183 


RICHFORD. 


1  A      bro  '■  "       '  ~    "  "■  -         ■      -  .       -       -  .    . 

2  My    soul 


1    A      bro  ■  ken  heart,  my  God,  my  King,     Is    all    the    sac  -  ri  -  fice   I  bring; 
Jly    soul     is  hum-bled    in    the  dust.   And  owns  thy  dread-ful  sentence  just! 


J-tL^J 


S-^r-r-r-?- 


^- 


gl^ilPiii^ 


J,— ^- 


The    God     of     grace    will    ne'er  de  •  spise      A  bro  ken  heart  for  sac  -  ri  -  fice. 
Look  down,  O    Lord,   with   pity  -  ing   eye,    And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die, 


e^^^^LlfMi 


355 


M. 


3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovreign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Savior's  blood. 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

4  O,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song; 

And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 


4  I'd  hang  around  his  cross  and  cry, 
Lord,  save  a  soul  condemned  to  die! 
O  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 


357 

1 


C.    M. 


356 


L.    M. 


1  O  GIVE  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn, 
My  sins,  which  have  thy  body  torn'. 
Give  me  with  broken  heart  to  see. 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2  O  could  I  gain  the  mountain's  hight. 
And  guze  upon  that  Dleeding  sight! 
O  that  with  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Savior  die! 

3  I'd  smite  my  breast  and  weep  and  mourn, 
And  never  from  the  cross  return: 

I'd  weep  o'er  the  expiring  Lord, 
And  mix  my  tears  with  Jesus'  blood. 


HEAL  us,  Immanuel!  here  we  stand, 

Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch; 
To  wounded  souls  stretch  forth  thy  hand, 

Blessed  Savior,  we  are  such. 

2  Remember  him  who  once  applied, 

With  trembling,  for  relief; 
"Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cried, 
"O  help  my  unbelief?" 

3  She,  too,  who  touched  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtue  stole, 
Was  answered,  "Daughter,  go  in  peace; 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

4  Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come 

To  touch  thee,  if  we  may; 

O!  send  us  not  despairing  home, 

Send  none  unhealed  awav. 


184 


THE  GOSPEL— 


"WARE.       L.       M. 


3:F3E3E3^=E^_^^ 


-♦-    -^-    -♦-       ^     -0-  '4^     -4>-     -^- 


_^-j---M 


1  O  Lord !  show  pit  -  y    and  f or-give,   Let 


re  -  pent  -  ing  sin  -  ner  live; 


-♦>-       -♦>-       -4>-  ^        -4>-         ^        -♦-      I 

Are  not    thy    mer  -  cies  large   and  free?  May  not    a 

-« — li — m 


©  -■ 


sin  -  ner  trust    in    thee? 


tzinn 


'—m-^<. 


E: 


E^ 


5!^1[| 


P 


358 


L.    M. 


359 


L.     M. 


1  O  LORD!  show  pity  and  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  sinner  live; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 


2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  dont  surpass 
The  power  and'glory  of  thy  grace; 
Great  God!  thy  nature  hath  no  bound; 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 


O!  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  otlenses  pain  my  eyes. 


4  My  lips  with  shame  nn'  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 
1  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 


Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord,    [word. 
Whose   hopes    still    hov'ring    round  thy 
Would  light  on  thy  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  desi)air. 


1  OH  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  stone  away, 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine! 


2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake; 
The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake; 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 


3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt. 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt; 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 


4  Thy  judgments,  too,  unmoved  I  hear, 
(Amazing  thought!)  which  devils  fear: 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine, 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 


Eternal  Spirit!  miehty  God! 
Apply  to  me  the  Savior's  blood, 
Tis  his  rich  blood,  and  his  alone, 
Can  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  stone. 


REPENTANCE. 


185 


360 


L.    M. 


1  O  THA-T  my  load  of  sin  were  gone! 

O  tbut  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus  feet! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find, 

Savior  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 
I  canuut  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  1  am  holy  lost  in  thee. 


4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  Lord, 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove; 
The  cross,  all  stained  with  hallowed  blood; 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power, 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay; 
Appear,  in  my  poor  heart,  appear, 
My  God,  my  Savior,  come  away! 


GOLDEN  HILL.      6.      M. 


'^^M 


ise 


1  I    would,     but    can    -    not     sing,      I     would     but 


not 


pray: 


■f-F^ 


^^m^m^tii 


For    Su  - 


i        I        I 

tan    meets    me    when 


try 
-P 


And   frights  my 


361 


S.    M. 


2  I  would,  but  can't  repent, 

Though  I  endeavor  oft; 
This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent. 
Till  Jesus  makes  it  soft. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 

Though  woo'd  by  love  divine; 
No  arguments  have  power  to  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine. 


4  I  would,  but  cannot  rest, 
In  God's  most  holy  will, 
I  know  what  he  appoints  is  best. 
Yet  murmur  at  it  still. 

o  O  could  I  but  believe! 

Then  all  would  easy  be; 
1  would  but  cannot— Lord,  relieve; 
My  help  must  come  from  thee! 


186 


THE  GOSPEL- 


PLEYEI,. 


d: 


; — !- 


gi^=g_^ll^|^iij 


1  Depth  of     mer  -  cy! — can  there     be      Mer    -    cy   still    re  -  served  for   me? 

2  1     have    long  with -stood  his  grace;  Long  pro-voked  him     to    his     face; 


Can     my    God     his    wrath    for  -  bear,    And  the     chief    of     sin  -  ners    spare? 
Would  not  hear    his    gra  -  cious  calls,  Grieved  him  by       a    thou  -  sand    falls. 


im^im^m 


p. 


M^^JM^^ 


"f— F- 


362  7s. 

3  Jesus,  answer  from  above: 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget? 
Lo,  I  fall  before  thy  feet. 

MELMOKE.       L.       M. 


4  Now  incline  me  to  repent; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament, 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore. 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


1  Stay!  thou  in  -  suit  -  ed  Spir  -  it,  stay!  Though  I  have  done  thee  such  de-spite; 

—  ^4-r-h-| 1 r-— I 1 1— h-^r-|-r~ry-— »—- 1»— # — U— M"r-|- 

—  ztiD 1 — ^ ^~r^^  r  »   r^  •  _i 

~m      M'  — w S^ — 


=^j=?- 


^j_=._ 


Cast   not    the    sin  -  ner   quite    a  -  way,    Nor   take  thine  ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing  flight- 


.  f-  f-  -^- 


REPEN 

363  L    M 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  whoe'er  thy  grace  received — 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness gricv'd 

3  Yet  O  the  chief  of  sinners  spare! 

la  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest; 
Nor  in  ihy  righteous  anger  swear, 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  Yet  if  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 

E'en  now,  O  Lord!  relieve  my  woes, 
Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 
And  bless  me  with  a  calm  repose. 

5  E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release, 

And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand: 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace. 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 


TANCE.  18: 

364  L    M 

1  O  THOU,  who  hcars't  when  sinners  cry; 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look. 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
j     And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin; 

Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart 
I     Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  allord: 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  1  bring; 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 


se  -  cret  place.  Where  I  might  find  my  God! 
sins      a -rise.   What  sor-rows    I    sus  -  tain; 

f-p:f::^i«=hirrfrf^:rf:--| 


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r- 


I'd    spread   my 
How  grace  de    • 


be    -    fore 
and      con 


his  face.   And     pour    my    woes   a -broad, 
flict   dies,  And   leaves  my  heart   in  pain. 


365  c.    M 

3  I'd  say,  how  flesh  and  sense  rebel. 

What  inward  foes  combine 
With  this  vain  world  and  powers  of  hell. 
To  vex  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take, 

To  wrestle  with  my  God: 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  mv  Savior's  blood. 


5  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints. 
And  heal  my  broken  bones. 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints. 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

0  Arise  my  soul  from  deep  distress. 
And  banish  every  fear; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 


188 


THE 


366  c    M. 

1  FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 

No  other  help  I  know; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah!  whither  shall  I  go? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath? 
What  pain,  what  labor  to  secure 
My  soul  from  second  death? 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  novv  should  feel  thy  power; 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour! 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary  longing  eyes; 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift! 
My  soul  without  it,  dies. 


GOSPEL- 
367    S.    M.    (GOLDEN  niLL.  Page  185.) 

1  IS  this  the  kind  return? 

Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe? 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  Love, 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Has  sin  reduced  our  mind! 
What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  is  strangely  kind! 

3  On  us  he  bids  the  sun 

Shed  his  reviving  rays; 
For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  Turn,  turn  us  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh; 
Break,sov'reigngrace,these  hearts  of  stone. 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 


BALERMA..      C.     M. 


I  I  1  !  I    J I  1 

IJ   r ai-h o  — mf-p #- h-p-l 


5-— — ^-^p: 

r  the  deep;   Each  wave   a      water    -    y     hill; 


iagp^«iii:|iSi^li 


The    Sav  -  ior    wak  -  cncd    from 


his    sleep:    He    spake,    and      all     was     still. 


=^mmm$mmmmm^ 


T 

368  C.    M. 

2  The  madman  in  a  tomb  had  made 

His  mansion  of  despair; 
Woe  to  the  traveler  who  strayed, 
With  heedless  footsteps,  there. 

3  He  met  that  glance  so  thrilling  sweet. 

He  heard  those  accents  mild; 
And  nulting  at  Messiah's  feet, 
Wept  like  a  weaned  child 


r- 


4  O,  madder  than  a  raving  man! 

O,  deafer  than  the  sea! 
How  long  the  time  since  Christ  began 
To  call  in  vain  to  me! 

5  Yet  could  I  hear  him  once  again. 

As  I  have  heard  of  old, 
Methinks  he  should  not  call  in  vain 
His  wanderer  to  the  fold. 


REPENTANCE. 


189 


HINC.HAM.       L.       M. 


?l3^4^^tJSSi^tel^ii 


-#-■#- 


1  To  thine  eternal  arms,  0  God,  Take  u?.  thine  erring  children,  in;  From  dang'rous  paths  too 


P-  it  f  :__-(=vtrr'^-^ 


t>4^     "7 


piii^feiar=p^ 


boldly  tro<i,  From  dang'rous  paths  too,  boldly  trod,  From  wand' ring  thoughts  and  dreams  of  sin. 


369 


L.    M. 


370 


L.    M. 


1  TO  thine  eternal  arms,  O  God!  1  BEHOLD  how  sinners  disagree— 

Take  us,  thine  erring  children,  in;  The  Publican  and  Pharisee; 

From  dang'rous  paths  loo  boldly  trod,  [sin.'     One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim. 
From  wand'ring  thoughts  and  dreams  of       The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 


Those  arms  were  round  our  childish  ways,  i  2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 

A  guard  through  helpless  years  to  be;     I     And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands; 
O  leave  not  our  maturer  days,  I     That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne, 


We  still  are  helpless  without  thee. 


And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 


'^  We  trusted  hope  and  pride  and  strength;  i  3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows, 
Our  strength  proved  false,  our  pride  was  {     And  different  answers  he  bestows: 
Ouj*  dreams  had  faded  ajl  at  length,    [vain,        The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 


We  come  to  Ihec,  O  Lord,  again. 


A  guide  to  trembling  steps  yet  be! 

Give  us  of  thine  eternal  powers! 
So  shall  our  paths  all  lead  to  thee, 

And  life  smile  on  like  childhood's  hour; 


Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 


4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Joined  with  the  boasting  Pharisee; 
I  have  no  merit  of  my  own, 
But  plead  the  sufferings  of  thy  Son 


193 


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AVON. 


M. 


1  Be  -  hold  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and  wine  Have  wast-  ed    Lis     es  -  tate; 

I 


=±r=in 


share      a  -  mong    the  swine     To      taste    the  husks  they  eat. 

I  I         ! 


— «"^i — p si~i — p ,*"r~P — i^~i — i^~r~i*~i — ^ — ^ — r'P 


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371 


C.    H. 


2  "I  die  \vith  hunger  here,"  he  cries, 
•'I  starve  in  foreign  lands: 
My  Father's  house  hath  large  supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 


3   "I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 
Fall  down  before  his  face: 
Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong. 
Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 


4  He  said,  and  hastened  to  bis  home, 
To  seek  his  father's  love; 
The  father  saw  the  rebel  come. 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 


5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 
Embraced  and  kissed  his  sou; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake 
For  follies  he  had  done. 


G  "A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain. 
Let  mirth  and  joy  abound; 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again. 
Was  lost, .and  now  is  found." 


372 


C.    M. 


1  O  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears. 
Contrition's  humble  sigh; 
Whose  hand  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears, 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye. 


2  See!  low  before  the  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "Return!" 


3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail, 
To  drive  me  from  thy  feet? 
O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail— 
This  only  safe  retreat. 


4  Absent  from  thee,  my  guide,  my  light. 
Without  one  cheering  ray, 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night. 
How  desolate  the  way! 


5  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart. 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine: 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart, 
A  taste  cf  joys  divine. 


THE  FALL. 


191 


373  C.    M. 

1  SIN  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 

To  practice  on  the  mind; 
With  tlatt'ring  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts, 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young; 
And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 


3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretense; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 

4  So  on  a  tree,  divinely  fair, 

Grew  the  forbidden  food, 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 


PI.ORENCE.      L. 


'^X 


-S-     -G-  \  I      I  1      I  I  I 

1   Let   the   wild   leop-ards    of  the  wood    Put    oft   the  spots  that  na-ture  gives; 


■^=EF£E£bEEp=^E 


p^JflriPSiiPpfiSp 


Then  may  the  wick  -  ed  turn     to     God,  And  change  their  tem-pers  and  their  lives. 


374  L-    M. 

2  A-'?  well  might  Ethiopian  slaves 

Wash  out  the  darkness  of  their  skin: 

The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves, 

As  sinners  save  themselves  from  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long. 

'T  will  not  endure  the  least  control: 
None  but  a  power  divinely  strong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  ihe  soul. 

4  Great  God!  I  own  thy  power  divine. 

That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine; 
I  would  be  formed  anew,  and  bless 
The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

375  L.     M. 

1  ARISE,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise; 
To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eyes; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  feel. 


See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame; 
See  scandal  poured  on  Jesus'  name; 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Soti; 
The  world  abused,  the  soul  undone. 

See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
Closing  in  everlasting  night — 
In  flames,  that  no  abatement  know, 
Though  briny  tears  forever  flow. 

My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scene; 

My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men; 

And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim, 

And  snatch  the  iirebrands  from  the  flame. 

But  feebler  my  compassion  proves. 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves 
Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ, 
And  turn  thet^e  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


192 

376 


THE  GOSPEL- 


C.    M. 


1  BLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 

Adam,  our  Father,  stood, 
Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense, 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race, 

To  sinful  joys  inclin'd; 
Reason  hath  lost  its  native  place. 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 


3  While  flesh,  and  sense,  and  passion  reign, 
Sin  is  the  sweetest  good; 


We  fancy  music  in  our  chains, 
And  so  forget  the  load. 


4  Great  God!  renew  our  ruined  frame. 
Our  broken  powers  restore; 
Inspire  us  with  a  heavenly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 


5  Eternal  Spirit!  write  thy  law 
Upon  our  inward  parts. 
And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 
His  imasre  on  our  hearts. 


REST. 


1  Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye,   See    Ad-am's  race  in    ru  -  in  lie, 

I 1         I        I I        I        1 1         I        I 

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Sin  spreads  its  tro-phies  o'er    the  ground,  And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  a-round. 


377 


L.    M. 


2  And  can  these  mouldering  corpses  live? 
And  can  these  perished  bones  revive? 
That  mighty  God  to  thee  is  known. 
That  wondious  work  is  all  thime  own. 


Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain: 
In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  Almighty  aid  is  nigh 


4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 
Life  spreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death, 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice, 
They  move,  thej'  waken,  they  rejoice: 


5  So  when  the  trumpet's  awful  sound 
Shall  shake  the  heav'nsand  rend  the  ground. 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise. 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 


KEDEMPTION. 


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FOUNTAIN'.       C.       M. 


1    There     is 


a        fount-aJQ  filled  with  blood,  Drawn  from   Im-man-iicl3   veins  ; 


,      .  k^ O        "J k O      #w         # O        O         O 


And  sinners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood,  Lose  all  their  guilty  stains,  Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 


378 


C.    M. 


1  THERE  is  a  fountain  fillccl  ^vitb  b'.ooJ, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins; 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  Cood, 
Lose  all  their  guilt}'  stains. 


2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
That  Fountain  in  his  day; 
And  may  I  there,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 


3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Are  saved  to  sin  no  more. 


4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply. 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 


5  And  when  this  feeble,  faltering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 


379 


r     r 

C.    M. 


1  now  sad  our  state  by  nature  is! 
Our  sin  how  deep  it  staiusi 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 


2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word; 
"Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord.  ' 


3  ;My  soul  obeys  th'  Almighty  call. 
And  runs  to  his  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise.  Lord, 
O,  help  my  unbelief  1 


4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood. 
Incarnate  Lord,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul, 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 


A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

3Iy  Jesus,  and  my  all. 


101 

380 


THE  GOSPEI^ 


C.    M. 


1  SALVATION!  O,  the  joyful  sound! 

'T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears: 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To^ee  a  heavenly  day. 


3  Salvation'  let  the  echo  fly 
j         The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
I         Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

1 

i 

i4  Salvation!  O,  thou  bleeding  Lamb, 
I         To  thee  the  praise  belongs! 

Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
I        And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 


CORONATION.      C      M. 


ipp^p^^^nigi^ 


1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name !  Let  angels  prostrate  fall ;  Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 


And  crown  him  Lord  of  all,  Bring  forth  the  roy-al  di  -  a  -  dem,  And  crown  him  Lord  of    all. 


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381 


C.    M. 


2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  Aveak  and  small, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Yc  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget. 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall; 
Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


5  Babes,  men,  and  sires,  who  know  his  love, 
Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall. 
Now  join  with  all  the  hosts  above. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


6  Let  ev'ry  kindred,  ev'ry  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


7  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


REDEMPTION. 


!  >96 


DAVIS.       I..       M. 


1  Grace,  't  is    a    most   de-light-ful  theme;  'T  is  grace  that  rescues  guilty  man, 

»w-l — r-r-r-«-r^-J-«-r  -^ <•-! <•- 

'■       I .^^' 1-1 ' — LQ : 


I  .1  ^      I      I     I  '^ 

'T  is  grace  di  -  vine,   all  conquering,  free,    Or     it     had    nev  -  er    res  -  cued   me. 


382  I-   M. 


2  'T  was  grace  that  quicken'd  me  when  dead, 
And  grace  my  soul  to  Jesus  led: 
Grace  brought  me  pardon  for  my  sin, 
^Vnd  grace  subdues  my  lust  within. 

^'  '  Tis  grace  that  sweetens  ev'ry  cross. 
And  grace  supports  in  ev'ry  loss; 
In  Jesus'  grace  my  soul  is  strong; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  grace  my  song. 

4  'T  is  grace  defends  when  dangers  near, 
By  grace  alone  I  persevere: 
T  is  grace  constrains  my  soul  to  love, 
And  grace  will  bear  me  safe  above. 

383  C.    M. 

;   PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
"We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  da}'. 

-  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  peace 
Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
rie  saw,  and,  (O  amazmg  love!) 
He  came  to  our  relief. 

".  Down  from  the  shining  scats  above. 
With  joyful  haste  he  fled! 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break, 


And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Savior's  praises  speak. 

Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


384 


C.    M. 


1  WHEN  wounded  sore,  the  stricken  soul 

Lies  bleeding  and  unbound. 
One  only  hand,  a  pierced  hand, 
Can  salve  the  sinner's  wound, 

2  When  sorrow  swells  the  laden  breast, 

And  tears  of  anguish  flow, 
One  only  heart,  a  broken  heart. 
Can  feel  the  sinner's  woe. 

3  When  penitence  has  wept  in  vain 

Over  some  foul  dark  spot, 
One  only  stream,  a  stream  of  blood, 
Can  wash  away  the  blot. 

4  'T  is  Jesus'  blood  that  washes  white, 

This  ha&d  that  biings  relief, 
This  heart  that's  touched  with  all  our  joys; 
And  feeleth  for  our  grief. 

5  Lift  up  thy  bleeding  hand,  O  Lord, 

Unseal  that  cleansing  tide; 
We  have  no  shelter  from  our  sin 
But  in  thy  wounded  side. 


196 


THE  GOSPEL 


JLDAH         T,.       M. 


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3 

1  Like  morning — when  her  early  breeze  Breaks  up  the  sur  -  face    of   the  seas, 


I    I 


That,  in  their  fur  -  rows  dark  with  night,  Her  hand  may  sow  the  seeds  of  light. 


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385  I-   M. 

2  Thy  grace  can  send  its  breathings  o'er 
The  spirit  dark  and  lost  before; 

And,  freshening  all  its  depths,  prepare 
For  truth  divine  to  enter  there. 

3  Till  David  touched  his  sacred  lyre, 
In  silence  lay  th'  unbreathing  wire; 
But  when  he  sw^ept  its  chords  along, 
Then  angels  stooped  to  hear  the  song. 

4  So  sleeps  the  soul,  till  thou,  O  Lord, 
Shalt  deign  to  touch  its  lifeless  chord: 
Till  wak'd  by  thee,  its  breath  shall  rise 
In  music  worthy  of  the  skies. 


386  L-    M. 

1  LORD,  what  is  man!  Extremes  how  wide 
Tu  this  mysterious  nature  join! 
The  flesh  to  worms  aod  dust  allied, 
The  soul  immortal  and  divine. 

-  Divine  at  first,  a  holy  flame 

Kindled  by  heaven's  inspiring  breath; 
Till  sin,  with  power  i)revailing  came; 
Then  folio w'd  darkness, shame, and  death 

w  But  Jesus,  O  amazing  grace! 

Assumed  our  nature  as  his  own, 
Obeyed  and  suff"ered  in  our  place, 
Tticn  took  It  with  him  to  his  throne. 


4  Now  what  is  man,  when  grace  reveals 

The  virtue  of  a  Savior's  blood  I 
Again  a  life  divine  he  feels. 

Despises  earth  and  walks  with  God. 

5  And  what,  in  yonder  realms  above, 

Is  ransomed  man  ordained  to  be! 
"With  honor,  holiness,  and  love. 
No  seraph  more  adorned  than  he. 

G  Nearest  the  throne,  and  first  in  song, 
Man  shall  his  hallelujahs  raise; 
While  wondering  angels  round  him  throng 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  his  praise. 

387  L-   M. 

1  O  LOVE,  beyond  conception  great, 

That  formed  the  vast,  stupendous  plan, 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 
To  reconcile  rebellious  man. 

2  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 

And  justice  all  her  right  maintains — 
Astonished  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 
While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

3  Yes  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too; 

In  Christ  they  both  harmonious  meet; 
He  paid  to  justice  all  her  due; 
And  now  he  fills  the  mercy-seat. 


THE  PROMISE. 


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1  The  promises  I  sing,  Which  sov'rcign love  hath  spoke; 
Nor  will  th' e-ter-nal  King  [Omit ]His  words  of  grace  revoke; 


fiiSpMSps^Eflpip 


They  stand  secure  and  stead  -  fast  still;    Not 


Zi    -    on's    hill     a  -  bides    so  sure. 


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388 


H.    M. 


1  THE  promises  I  sing, 

Which  sov'reing  love  hath  spoke; 
Nor  will  th'  eternal  King 
His  words  of  grace  revoke; 
They  stand  secure 
And  steadfast  still, 
Not  Zion's  hill 
Abides  so  sure. 


The  mountains  melt  away 

When  once  the  Judge  appears, 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 
That  measure  mortal  years; 
But  still  the  same, 
In  radiant  lines. 
The  promise  shines 
Through  all  the  flame. 


3  Their  harmony  shall  sound 
Through  my  attentive  ears. 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground, 
And  dissipate  the  spheres; 
'Midst  all  the  shock 


Of  that  dread  scene, 
I  stand  serene, 
Thy  word  my  rock. 

389      8s  &  7s.    (nettleton.    Page  175. 

1  ALWAYS  with  us,  always  with  us — 

Words  of  cheer  and  words  of  love; 
Thus  the  risen  Savior  whispers 
From  his  dwelling-place  above. 

2  With  us  when  we  toil  in  sadness, 

Sowing  much  and  reaping  none, 
Telling  us  that  in  the  future 
Golden  harvests  shall  be  won. 


3  With  us  when  the  storm  is  sweeping 
O'er  our  pathway  dark  and  drear; 
Waking  hope  within  our  bosoms, 
Stilling  every  anxious  fear; 

^  With  us  in  the  lonely  valley, 

When  we  cross  the  chilling  stream, 
Lighting     up  the  steps  to  glory 
With  salvation's  radiant  beam.    • 


198 


MISSIONARY   CHANT. 


TDE  GOSPEL— 

L.      M. 


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1  Blest  arc  the  hum-ble  souls  that  see  Their  einp-ti-ness  and  pov-er-ty; 


-(€—- 1« — m-i-ia — a 


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Trceisures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 


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390 


And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 


L.    M. 


Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows— 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  thirst  for  righteousness; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 


lis. 


4  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  glowing  coals  of  strife; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

5  Bless'd  are  the  sufferers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake; 
Their  soufs  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord: 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


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THE  PROMISE. 


190 


iiUGER — concluded. 


D.  S. 


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191 


lis. 

1  In  every  condition — in  sickness  and  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  aL>oundiiig  in  wealth, 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea — 
As  thy  day  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  ever  be. 


3  E"en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  Bov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 


And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  iamba  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 


4  The  Boul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not,  desert  to  its  foes ; 
That  8«ul,  though  atl  bell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never  forsake  ! 


WORSHIP.       (.       M. 


1  Our  path  •  way  oft     is     -wet    with  tears,  Our  skies  with  clouds  o'er-cast. 

2  Not     to     the  last!  God's  word  hath  said,  Could  we  but  read  a  -  right; 


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And  world  -  ly  cares    and    world  -  ly  fears     Go      with     us       to       the      la<;t; 
O      pil  -  grim!     lift      in      hope      thy    head,     At      eve      it      shall      be      light: 


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392  C.    M 

;  Tho'  earth-born  shadows  now  may  shroud 
Our  toilsome  path  awhile, 
God'8  blessed  word  can  part  each  cloud, 
And  bid  the  sunshine  smile. 

[  If  we  but  trust  in  living  faith, 
His  love  and  power  divine, 
Then,  though  our  sun  may  set  in  death, 
His  light  shall  round  us  shine. 


5  When  tempest  clouds  are  dark  on  high, 

His  bow  of  love  and  praise 
Shines  beauteous  in  the  vulted  sky, 
Token  that  storms  shall  cease. 

6  Then  keep  we  on  with  hope  unchilled 

By  faith  and  not  by  sight, 
And  we  shall  own  his  word  fulfilled — 
At  eve  there  shall  be  light! 


200 


LEONARD.       Vs. 


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THE  GOSPEL. 


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1  Wait,  my    soul,    up  -  on    the  Lord;     To     his     gia 

2  If     the    sor  -  rows    of     thy    case    Seem    pe  -  cu 
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Lay  -  ing  hold      up  -  on    his    word,      "As     thy    days,    thy  strength  shall  be.' 
God    has    prom  -  ised  need  -  ful  grace:   ''As    thy     days,    thy  strength  shall  be. 


F=]=-T=s-— ^EFF=5=R=E=^— F=FI 


393  7s. 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  may'st  see; 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief, 
"As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 


4  Rock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free. 
Faithful,  positive,  and  sure — 

'  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be.' 


SHIRLAND.       S.       M. 


1  What  cheer  -  ing  w^ords    are    these!    Their  sweet  -  ncss    who       can 

2  In     eve    -    ry     state      se    -    cure.    Kept       by      Je    -    ho    -    vah's 


tell? 
eye, 


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In      time,      and      to       e     •     ler    -    ni    -    ty,      'Tis  with    the   right-cous  well 
'Tis     well    with    them  while     life    en  -  dures,   And  well  when  called  to  die 


mm 


THE  HOLY  SPHUT. 


201 


394  S     M. 

■l  'T  is  well  when  joys  arise, 

T  is  well  when  sorrows  flow; 
*Tis  well  when  darkness  vails  the  skies, 
And  strong  temptations  blow. 
4  Tis  well  when  on  the  mount 
They  feast  on  dying  love; 
And  't  is  as  well,  in  God's  account, 
AVhen  they  the  furnace  prove. 

8s<fc 


T  is  well  when,  at  his  throne, 
They  wrestle,  weep  and  pray; 

'T  is  well  when  at  his  feet  they  groan, 
Yet  bring  their  wants  away. 

'T  is  well  when  Jesus  calls; 

"From  earth  and  sin  arise; 
Join  with  the  host  of  virgin  souls 

Made  to  salvation  wise  " 


AUTUMN. 


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Z).5.Feel  new  grace  in  them    still  spring-ing,  Breathe  the   air     of     pur - 


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Whilst  ho 


May  our    hearts 


395  8s  & 

2  Let  us  sail  in  grace's  ocean, 

Float  on  that  unbounded  sea, 
Guided  into  pure  devotion. 

Kept  from  paths  of  error  free: 
On  thy  heavenly  manna  feeding. 

Screened  from  every  envious  foe: 
I^)ve,  O  love,  for  sinners  bleeding. 

All  for  thee  we  would  forego. 


rapt  -  ure   move — 


S^Z^^ 


3  Keep  us,  Lord,  still  in  communion, 

Daily  nearer  drawn  to  thee. 
Sinking  in  the  sweetest  union 

Of  that  heart-felt  mystery. 
Keep  us  safe  from  each  delusion, 

Well  protected  from  all  harms; 
Free  from  sin  and  all  confupion. 

Circle  us  within  thine  arms. 


202 


THE  GOSPEL- 


SWAIN.      L.      M. 


ifiippii-iili 


1  Great  was  the  da}^  the  joy  was  great,  When  the  di  -  vine    dis  -  ci  -  pies  met, 


While  on  their  heads  the    Spir  -  it  came,  And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 


<<-M-I 


396 


L.    M. 


1  GREAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
When  the  divine  disciples  met, 
While  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 


What  gifts,  what  miracles,  he  gave! 
And  power  to  kill,  and  power  to  save! 
Furnished  their  tongues  with  wondrous 

words 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 


3  Thus  armed,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north; 
Go,  and  assert  your  Savior's  cause, 
Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross. 


4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war. 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 
To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow. 
And  lay  Ihu  proudest  rebel  low! 


5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude. 
Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdued; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 
And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 


6  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  subdue; 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  sing  the  victories  of  his  word. 


DOXOLOGY.    L.    M. 


Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above;  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

DOXOLOGY.    L.    M. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 


THE  UOLY  SPIRIT. 


203 


DUNDEE 


^^m0m^i 


-o 
1  Come,   Ho  -  \y     Spir  -  it,    heaven-ly  Dove,  With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 

■P-    -P-  .jg:_;^^_. 


;— .^s— ^ 


Come,  shed    a  -  broad     a     Sav  -  iur' 


397  c    M. 

"1  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
Fond  of  these  trifling  toys; 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate —  " 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove. 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Savior's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

398  c.   M. 

1  NO  track  is  on  the  sunny  sky, 
No  footprints  on  the  air: 
Jesus  hath  gone;  the  face  of  earth 
Is  desolate  and  bare. 
£  That  upper  room  is  heaven  on  earth; 
Within  its  precincts  lie 
All  that  earth  nas  of  faith,  or  hope. 
Of  heaven-born  charity. 

3  One  moment —  and  the  silentness 

Was  breathless  as  the  grave; 
The  flutte.-ed  earth  forgot  to    quake. 
The  troubled  trees  to  wave. 

4  He  comes  I  he  comes!  that  mighty  Breath 

From  heaven's  eternal  shores; 


His  uncreated  freshness  fills 
His  Bride,  as  she  adores. 

5  Earth  quakes  before  the  rushing  blast. 

Heaven  echoes  back  the  sound. 
And  mightily  the  tempest  wheels 
The  upper  room  around. 

6  One  moment — and  the  Spirit  hung 

O'er  all  with  dread  desire; 
Then  broke  upon  the  heads  of  all 
In  cloven  tongues  of  fire. 

399  c.   M. 

1  OUR  blest  Redeemer,  e'er  he  breathed 

His  tender  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter  bequeathed, 
With  us  on  earth  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
And  all  as  viewless,  too. 

3  He  came,  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  Guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  fix  his  rest. 

4  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even,  [fear, 

That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each 
And  whispers  us  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  virtue  won. 
And  every  thought  of  holiness 
Are  his,  and  his  alone. 


204 


CHIUSTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 


GLEN. 


S.       M. 


s^si=Pi=f-Piipilii 


1  Through  thee,    O 


Lord, 


and     heav'u  -  ly 


Kin  -  dred    to 


spir 


I 
its    round  thy  throne,  Thou^^h  so  -  journ  -  ers    of    earth. 


^    w    \  i_tL    _|i.   _p.    .jC  A         _      r^ 


400 


M. 


1  THROUGH  thee,  O  Lord,  we  own 
A  new  and  heav'nly  birth, 
Kindred  to  spirits  round  thy  throne, 
Though  sojourners  of  earth. 


2  How  glorious  is  the  hour 

When  first  our  souls  awake, 
And,  thro'  thy  Spirit's  quick'ning  power, 
Of  the  new  life  partake! 


3  With  richer  beauty  glows, 
The  world,  before  so  fair; 
Her  holy  light  Religion  throws, 
Reflected  every  where. 


4  Amid  repentant  tears 

We  feel  sweet  peace  within; 
We  know  the  God  of  mercy  hears, 
And  pardons  every  sin. 


5  Born  of  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  Spirit  may  we  share; 
Deep  in  our  hearts  inscribe  thy  word, 
And  place  thine  image  there 


401 


S.    M. 


1  BEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  hath  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God. 


2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made; 
But  when  we  see  our  Savior  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 


3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure; 
May  purify  our  souls  from  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 


5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


A 


OTTO.      8s  4^  7s. 


AFFLICTIONS  AND  TRIALS. 


m^=i^^^ 


1  Dtirk 

Yet 

C.  And 


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and  thor  -  ny    is     the  dcs  -  crt, 

be  -  yond  this  vale  of  sor  -  row, 

the     lie  -  ry  darts  of  Sa 

m — i 1    I  'm^^^m  "" 


Thro' which  pilgrims  make  their  way 
Lie  the  fields  of  end  -  less  day 
Oft  -  ea  bring  their  cour-age  low. 


,D.r. 


Fiends,  loud  howling  thro'  the 


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402 


8s  & 


2  O  young  pilgrims,  are  you  weary 

Of  the  roughness  of  the  way? 
Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you. 

And  your  vigor  to  decay? 
Jesus,  Jesus  will  go  with  you, 

lie  will  lead  you  to  his  throne; 
He  who  dyed  his  garments  for  you. 

And  the  wine -press  trod  alone. 

3  lie  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 

He  who  bids  the  planets  roll, 
He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest. 

And  whose  scepter  sways  the  whole; 
Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels 

Ready  to  obey  command, 
They  are  always  hov'ring  round  you, 

Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

4  There,  on  flow'ry  hills  of  pleasure, 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest: 
Love  and  joy  and  peace  for  ever 

Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast: 
Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 

Where  the  ransomed  dwell  on  high? 
There,  on  golden  harps  for  ever, 

Sound  redemption  through  the  the  sky. 

5  O  their  crowns!  how  bright  they  sparkle, 

Such  as  monarchs  never  wore, 

They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures, 

Jesus  is  their  Shepherd  there. 


Hail,  ye  happy,  happy  spirits, 
Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear, 

Grief  nor  sorrow,  pain  nor  anguish. 
Shall  no  more  distress  you  there. 


403 


7s  &  6s.    (WEBB.    Page  220.) 


1  THOUGH  hard  the  winds  arc  blowing, 

And  loud  the  billows  roar; 
Full  swiftly  are  we  going 
To  our  dear  native  shore. 

2  The  billows  breaking  o'er  us, 

The  storms  that  round  us  swell, 
Are  aiding  to  restore  us 
To  all  we  lov'd  so  well. 

3  So  sorrow  often  presses 

Life's  mariner  along; 
Afflictions  and  distresses 
Are  gales  and  billows  strong. 

4  The  sharper  and  severer 

The  storm  of  life  we  meet, 
The  sooner  and  the  nearer 
Is  heavens  eternal  seat. 

5  Come,  then,  afflictions  dreary. 

Sharp  sickness  pierce  my  breast — 
You  only  bear  the  weary 
More  quickly  home  to  rest. 


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6HBPHERD.       118<&10S. 


iiUMpiliiii 


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1  O     tell     me,    thou    life     and     de    -   light    of     my   soul,    Where  the 


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flocks  of    thy    pas  -  turcs   are   feed  -  ing;       I     seek    thy   pro    -    tec  -  tion,     I 


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need  thy     con    -    trol,      I    would    go  where  my   Shep  -  herd     is     lead  -  ing. 


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404 


lis  &  10s. 


2  O,  tell  me  the  place  where  thy  flocks  are  at  rest, 

Where  the  noontide  will  find  them  reposing? 
The  tempest  now  rages,  my  soul  is  distressed, 
And  the  pathway  of  peace  I  am  losing. 

3  O,  why  should  I  stray  with  the  flocks  of  thy  foes, 

'Mid  the  desert  where  now  they  are  roving — 
Where  hunger  and  thirst,  where  afflictions  and  woes, 
And  temptation  their  ruin  are  proving! 

4  O,  when  shall  my  foes  and  my  wandering  cease? 

And  the  follies  that  fill  me  with  weeping! 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel,  restore  me  that  peace 
Thou  dost  give  to  the  flock  thou  art  keeping. 

5  A  voice  from  the  Shepherd  now  bids  thee  return 

By  the  way  where  the  footprints  are  lying — 
No  longer  to  wander,  no  longer  to  mourn; 
One  fair  one.  now  homeward  be  fl^Mng! 


AFFLICTIONS  AND  TRIALS. 

PHUVAIl.       C.      M. 

J >?s. .!_. 


207 


mM^i^mmmmmimm 


1  My   God,    thy 


ser  -  vice  well  de-raands  The  rem-nant    of     my    days: 


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Why  was    this    fleet  -  ing  breath  re  -  newed,    But     to 


re    -    new 


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thy    praise? 

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iiP^liii^l 


405 


C.    M. 


1  MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
The  remnant  of  my  days: 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise? 


'J  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 
Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovring  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 


3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  were  felt, 
Didst  chase  the  fears  of  hell, 
And  teach  my  pale  and  quiv'ring  lips 
Thy  matchless  grace  to  tell. 


4  Calmly  I  bowed  my  fainting  head 
On  thy  dear  faithful  breast; 
Pleased  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 


5  Into  thy  hands,  my  Savior  God, 
Did  1  my  soul  resign, 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 


6  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 
At  thy  command  I  come; 
Nor  will  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 


No  7.     C.     M.     (Selected.) 

1  WHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

And  mourns  the  present  pain; 
How  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'T  is  not  that  murm'ring  thoughts  arise 

And  dread  a  Father's  will; 
'T  is  not  that  meek  submission  flies. 
And  would  not  sufler  still. 


It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 
The  faith  that  leads  to  light; 

And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise. 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 


4  Oh!  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight. 
From  earth  born  woe  and  care. 
And  soon  above  these  clouds  of  night. 
My  Savior's  bliss  to  share. 


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406 


8s  & 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

(otto.     Page  205 ) 


FULL  of  trembling  expectation, 

Feeling  much  and  fearing  more, 
Mighty  God  of  my  salvation! 

i  thy  tiipely  aid  implore: 
Suti''ring  SSon  of  Man,  be  near  me, 

All  my  sufFrings  to  sustain; 
By  thy  sorer  griefs  to  cheer  me, 

By  thy  more  than  mortal  pain. 

Call  to  mind  that  unknown  anguish, 
In  thy  days  of  flesh  below; 

When  thy  troubled  soul  did  languish, 
.  Under  a  whole  world  of  woe; 

When  thou  didst  our  curse  inherit. 
Groan  beneath  our  guilty  load. 

Burdened  with  a  w^ounded  spirit, 
Bruised  by  all  the  wrath  of  God. 


AND  EXPERIENCE. 


3  By  the  most  severe  temptation, 

In  that  dark,  Satanic  hour. 
By  thy  last,  mysterious  passion, 

Screen  me  from  the  adverse  power. 
By  thy  fainting  in  the  garden. 

By  thy  bloody  sweat,  I  pray, 
Write  upon  my  heart  the  pardon, 

Take  my  sins  and  fears  away. 

4  By  the  travel  of  thy  Spirit, 

By  thine  outcry  on  the  tree, 
By  thine  agonizing  merit, 

In  my  pangs,  remember  me! 
By  thy  pangs  of  crucifixion, 

A  weak,  dying  soul  befriend; 
Make  me  patient  in  afl^iction. 

Keep  me  faithful  to  the  end. 


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1  Af  -  flic  -  tion     is      a     storm  -  y  deep,  Where  wave  re-sounds  to     wave; 


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Though  o'er  our  heads  the     bil  -  lows   roll,    We    know     the    Lord    can    save. 


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407  C.    M. 

1  AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Where  wave  resounds  to  wave; 
Though  o'er  our  heads  the  billows  roll, 
We  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  When  darkness,  and  when  sorrows  rose. 

And  pressed  on  every  side. 
The  Lord  hath  still  sustained  our  steps. 
And  still  hath  been  our  guide. 


3  Perhaps  before  the  morning  dawn. 

He  will  restore  our  peace; 
For  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

4  Here  we  will  rest,  here  build  our  hopes,- 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod; 
He's  more  to  us  than  all  the  world— 
Our  Health,  our  Life,  our  God. 


AFFLICTION'S  AND  TRIALS. 


209 


408 


lis  .t  10s. 


410 


C.    M 


1  We  willnot  weep,  for  God  U  standiiii;  by  us. 
And  tears  will  blind  us  to  tlio  blessed  sight ; 
We  will  not  doubt,  if  darknesa  still  doth  try  us  ; 
Our  souls  have  promise  ot  sereuest  light. 


2  We  will  not  faint,  if  heavy  burdens  bend  us  • 
They  press  no  harder  than  onr  s juls  caa  bear  ; 
The  thorniest  way  is  lyin>c  still  behind  m  ; 
We  shall  be  braver  lor  the  past  despair 


3  0  not  in  doubt  shall  l>e  our  journey's  ending  ; 
Sin  with  its  fears  shall  leuve  us  at  the  last; 
All  its  best  hopes  in  glad  lulfillnient  blending. 
Life  shall  be  with  us  more  when  death  is  past. 


4  Help  OB,  0  Father !  when  the  world  is  pressing 

On  our  frail  hearts,  that  faint  without  their  Friend 
Help  us,  0  Father!  let  thy  constant  blessing 
Strengthen  our  weakness,  till  the  joyful  end. 


409 


C.    M. 


1  HOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face? 

My  God,  how  long  delay? 
AVhen  shall  I  feel  those  heavenly  rays 
That  chase  my  fears  away? 

2  See  how  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts; 
He  spreads  a  mist  around  ray  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts 

3  Be  thou  my  sun  and  thou  my  shield, 

My  soul  in  safety  keep; 
Make  haste  before  my  eyes  are  sealed 
In  death's  eternal  sleep. 

4  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud, 

If  I  became  his  prey! 
Behold  the  sons  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  so  long  delay! 

5  But  they  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke. 

And  Satan  hide  his  head; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

6  Thou  wilt  display  that  sov'reign  grace, 

Where  all  my  hopes  have  hung; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise, 
And  vict'r}-   shall  be  sung. 


1  I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 

He  bowed  to  hear  my  cry; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  horrid  pit. 

Where  mourning  long  1  lay. 
And  from  the  bonds  released  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand. 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue, 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand. 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad, 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  ray  God, 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 


5  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low. 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 

;My  God  t)eholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  raeon  his  heart. 


411 


C.    M. 


1  O  THERE'S  a  better  world  on  high; 

Hope  on,  thou  pious  breast, 
Faint  not,  thou  trav'ier;  on  the  sky 
Thy  weary  feet  shall  rest. 

2  Anguish  may  rend  each  vital  part; 

Poor  man,  thy  strength  how  frail !  [heart. 
Yet  heav'ns  own  strength  shall  shield  thy 
When  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 

3  Thro'  death's  dark  vale,  the  deepest  shade 

Thy  feet  must  surely  go. 
Yet  there,  e'en  there,  walk  undismayed; 
'Tis  thy  last  scene  of  woe. 

4  Thy  God— and  with  the  tend'rest  hand — 

Shall  guard  the  trav'ier  through;    [land! 
''Hail!"   shalt   thou   cry:  '"hail!  promised 
And,  wilderness,  adieu!" 

5  O  Father,  make  our  souls  thy  care, 

And  bring  us  safe  to  thee; 
Where'er  thou  art— we  ask  not  where- 
But  there  'lis  heaven  to  be. 


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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 


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1   Fa  -  ther,  -when  o'er  our  trembling  hearts  Doubt's  shadows  gath'ring  brood, 

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see      thy     face;  Lord,  help    our    ua 

I 


be  -  lief. 


412 


c.   :>L   D. 


U  When  sorrow  comes,  and  joys  are  flown, 

And  fondest  hopes  lie  dead, 
And  blessings,  long  esteemed  our  own, 

Are  now  forever  fled — 
When  the  bright  promise  of  our  spring 

Is  but  a  withered  leaf — 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  still  let  us  cling; 

Help  thou  our  unbelief. 


3  And  when  the  powers  of  nature  fail 

Upon  the  couch  of  pain, 
Nor  love  nor  friendship  can  avail 

The  spirit  to  detain — 
Then,  Father,  be  our  closing  eyes 

Undimmed  by  tears  of  grief; 
And  if  a  trembling  doubt  arise. 

Help  thou  our  unbelief. 


AFFLICTIO^•S  AND  TRIALS- 


211 


413        L.    31.    (wtLTON.    Page  212.) 

1  THROUGn  this  wide  Avilderness  I  roam, 
Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home: 

My  earthly  joys  arc  from  me  toru, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  1  mourn. 

2  My  soul  with  various  tempests  tossed, 
Her  fairest  hopes  and  projects  crossed, 
{Sees  every  day  new  straits  attend, 
And  wonders  where  the  scene  will  end. 


Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  Godl 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wilderness  below? 


•1  'T  is  even  so;  thy  faithful  love 

Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove; 
'T  is  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  all  in  all. 


KYGER.       C.      M. 


1  The    souls    that  would  to     Je  -  sus  press,  !Mast    fix     this    firm    and  sure, 


-•-     -•-     -0-     -S-  ■  ] 


That  trib 


la  -  tion,  more     or     }ess,    They  must  and  shall    en  -  dure. 


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^mplfi^EPiis 


414 


C.    M. 


1  THE  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  press, 

Must  fix  this  firm  and  sure, 
That  tribulation,  more,  or  less, 
They  must  and  shall  endure. 

2  From  this  there  can  be  none  exempt; 

T  is  God's  own  wise  decree, 
Satan  the  weakest  saint  will  tempt, 
Nor  is  the  strongest  free. 

3  The  world  opposes  from  without, 

And  unbelief  within; 
We  fear,  avc  faint,  we  grieve,  we  doubt, 
And  feel  the  load  of  sin. 


4  Glad  frames  too  often  lift  us  up; 
And  then  how  i)roud  we  grow; 
Till  sad  desertion  makes  us  drop: 
And  down  we  sink  us  low^ 


5  Ten  thousand  baits  the  foe  prepares, 
To  catch  the  wand'ring  heart, 
And  seldom  do  wc  see  the  snares, 
Before  wc  feel  the  smart. 


6  But  let  not  all  this  terrify, 
Pursue  the  narrow  path; 
Look  to  the  Lord  with  steadfast  eye. 
And  fight  w  Ith  hell  by  faith. 


212 


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CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

L.      M. 


m^mm 


m=^i 


1  O  Lord,  thou  know'st  iny  soul's  desires,  And  thou  canst  give  me  per-fect    ease, 

Thou  art   the    God    my  heart  ad-mires,  There's  noth-ing  but  thy  love  can  please. 
-P — i« — f-rP—f-r-^—^-r^r-P — ? — f-rP—Q-r^ — ^-p-^-xr 


415 


L.    M. 


2  Give  me,  O  Lord,  the  happiness 

To  sit  and  hear  thy  gracious  voice; 
Come,  Savior  come,  my  soul  possess, 
And  make  my  mourning  heart  rejoice. 


TciicU  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
Unite  my  heart  to  fear  thy  name; 

O  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill, 
Where  stands  Uie  New  Jerusalem. 


Were  not  the  Lord  of  hosts  my  strength, 
I  should  have  sunk  in  deep  despair; 

But  now  I  trust  I  shall  at  length 
Arrive  at  Canaan's  harbor  fair. 


5  There  shall  I  rest  forevcrmore, 

Fearless  of  storms  and  raging  seas; 
And  sit  upon  the  heavenly  shore, 
And  dwell  at  everlasting  ease. 


416 


C    M. 


liONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 

Of  thy  salvation,  Lord! 
Hut  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 

And  knowledge  of  thy  word. 


2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 
And  hear  almost  in  vain; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace, 
M}-  mem'ry  can  retain. 


My  dear  Almighty  and  my  God! 

How  little  art  thou  known, 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 

And  blessings  of  thy  throne. 


4  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love! 
How  negligent  my  fear! 
How  low  my  hopes  of  joys  above! 
How  few  affections  there! 


Great  God!  thy  sov'reign  power  impart, 

To  give  the  word  success; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 

And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 


G  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way, 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high: 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay 
And  love  shall  never  die. 


AFFLICTIONS 


417 


L     M. 


"-  O  LOVE  Divine,  that  stooped  to  share 
Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitt'rest  tear, 
On  thee  we  cast  each  carthborn  care, 
AVe  smile  at  i)ain  while  thou  art  near. 

-  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 
And  sorrow  crowu  each  lingering  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread. 
Our  hearts  still  whisp'ring,thou  art  near  I 

o  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief. 
And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murm'ring  wind,  the  quiv'riug  leaf, 
Shall  softly  tell  us,  thou  art  near! 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burd'ning  woe, 
O  Love  Divine,  forever  dear, 
Content  to  suffer,  while  we  know, 
Living  and  dying,  thou  art  near! 


AND  TKLVLS.  lil'i 

418  i-     M. 

1  DEEM  not  that  they  arc  blest  alooc 

Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep: 

The  God  who  loves  our  race  has  shown 

A  blessing  lor  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears, 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
And  earnests  of  serener  years. 

3  O,  there  are  days  of  hope  and  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night; 

And  grief  may  bide,  an  evening  guest, 

But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 

Dost  shed  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart. 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny. 
Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 


MILLOW  WAV.      C.       M. 

1 


p§i=3i^l'J|E#pp|]:|fi# 


1  O    thou    who  dry'st  the  mourn-cr's  tear,   How    dark     this    world  would  be, 

2  The  friends,  whoiii    our     sun  shine  live,  When   win  -  ter  comes,  arc  flown; 

_«•    -e-  «-     -^■  r> 


V- 


If,    when     by     sor  -  rows  wound  -  cd  here,   We    could  not     fly     to     thee! 
And     he      who      has      but     tears     to    give.    Must  weep  those  tears  a  -  lone. 


419  c    M 

3  O,  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 
Did  not  thy  wings  of  love 
Come,  brightly  wafting  through  the  ijloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above? 


4  Then  sorrow,  touch'd  by  thee,  grows  bright, 
With  more  than  rapture's  ray; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 


214  CHIUSTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

420     8s  <L  7s.    (GREENVILLE.    Page  19.) 


1  I  A-M  weary,  I  am  weary 

Of  the  cares  and  toils  of  life; 
I  aiu  weary  of  its  sorrows, 

I  am  weary  of  its  strife; 
I  am  weary  of  its  flowers, 

That  do  bloom  so  soon  to  die; 
And  th'  immortal  spirit  pineth 

For  its  home  beyond  the  sky. 

2  I  am  weary  of  the  trifles 

That  do  occupy  my  days; 
I  am  weary  of  the  longing 
For  weak  human  love  and  praise; 


I  am  weary  of  the  thoughts  that 
Turn  so  constantly  to  earth; 

Fain  would  my  poor  spirit  rise 
Above  its  icne  joy  and  mirth. 

I  have  seen  the  flowers    wither; 

I  have  seen  the  loved  ones  die; 
I  have  seen  the  clouds  of  sorrow 

Overcast  youth's  summer  sky; 
I  am  pining,  I  am  pining 

For  my  home  among  the  blest; 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling. 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 


ASPIRATIONS. 


MEYERSDALE.      Cs.       (double.) 


_«^:  V  ♦-      '  <r    V    ^  I 

1  My  epir  -  it  longs  for  tliee  To  dwell  within  my  breast  Unworthy  though  I  be,  Of  so   di  -  vine  a  Guest  I 


1  -vine  a  uueai ! 


Of    so     di  -  vine   a  Guest— Un-wor-tliy  thou<^h  I  be,  Yet  hath  my  heart  no  rest  Un  -  til    I   come  to  thee! 


421 


66. 


MY  spirit  longs  for  thee 

To  dwell  within  my  breast; 
Unworthy  though  I  be, 

Of  so  divine  a  Guest! 
Of  so  divine  a  Guest, — 

Unworthy  though  I  be. 
Yet  hath  my  heart  no  rest 

Until  it  (.ome  to  thee! 


Until  it  come  to  thee; 

In  vain  I  look  around; 
In  all  that  I  can  see, 

No  rest  is  to  be  found  I 
No  rest  is  to  be  found 

But  in  thy  bleeding  love; 
O,  let  my  wish  be  crowned, 

And  send  it  from  above. 


ASPIRATIONS. 


215 


HATHAWAY.       L.      M. 


1    O    for     a  sweet,   in  -  spir  -  ing  ray,  To  an  -  i  -  mate  our   feeble  strai 


From  the  bright  realms  of  end  -  less  day,  The  bliss-ful  realms,  where  Je-sus  reigns. 


422 


M. 


2  There  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 
Adoring  saints  and  angels  fall; 
And.  with  delightful  worship,  own      [all. 
His  smile,  their  bliss,  their  heav'n  their 


Immortal  glories  crown  his  head, 
While  tuneful  Hallelujahs  rise, 

And  love,  and  joy,  and  triumph  spread 
Through  all  th'  assemblies  of  the  skies. 


4  He  smiles,  and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 
To  boundless  rapture  while  they  ga/c; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Resound  his  everlasting  praise. 


o  There  all  the  ransomed  of  the  Lamb 
Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir 
Oh,  may  the  joy-inspiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith,  our  warm  desire! 


6  Dear  Savior!  let  the  Spirit  seal 

Our  interest  in  thy  blissful  place; 
Till  death  remove  this  mortal  vail, 
And  we  behold  thy  lovely  face. 


1 423        C.     M.     (brown.    Page  216. 

1 1  O,  LAND  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh! 
When  will  the  moment  come 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by. 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 


2  No  tranquil  jo3^s  on  earth  I  know, 
No  peaceful  shelt'ring  dome; 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe; 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 


3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest; 
I         He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 
And  fly  for  succor  to  his  breast, 
And  he'd  conduct  me  home. 


4  I  would  at  once  have  quit  this  place, 
Where  foes  in  fury  roam. 
But  ah!  my  passport  was  not  sealed 
I  could  not  yet  go  home. 


5  Weary  of  wand'ring  round  and  round 
This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  leave  th'  unhallowed  ground. 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 


216  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

BROWN.      C.      M. 

1  Re  -  lig  -  ion     is     the    chief  con  -  cern    Of    mor  -  tals  here    be  -  low; 

2  More  need-ful  this  than  glitt'-riug  wealth,  Or  aught  the  world  be  -  stows; 

-m-  -m-     m-    -m-    -m-    -m-    -m-     J     -m-    -m      ^ 


f^ 


J ). 


w^^^^^mm^mii 


May     I 

Not   rep 


its   great    im  -  por  -  tance  learn,    Its    sov'  -  reign   vir  -  tue    know, 
u  -  ta  -  tion,   food    or  health,     Can     give     us      such     re  -  pose. 


^         -m-        ^        -m-       -m  -m-        -m-         -m-  \ 


424 


C.    M. 


425    L.    M.     (HATHAWAY.  Page  215.) 


3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 
Amidst  our  youthful  bloom; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age. 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 


4  O,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed, 
Be  my  Redeemer's  throne, 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued. 
His  government  to  own. 


5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
Be  joined  with  godly  fear; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 


6  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire; 
Let  warm  affections  rise; 
And  may  1  wait  with  strong  desire 
To  mount  abova  the  skies. 


1  FAR  from  my  thot's,  vain  world,  be  gone, 
Let  my  religious  hour  alone; 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Savior  see; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord  from  thee. 


2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire. 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire: 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above. 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 


3  Haste  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face, 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace; 
Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 


4  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dymg  love. 


AFFLICTIONS  AND  TRIALS. 
ST.  Michael's.     lOs  «fc  lis. 


217 


!=:^pq:=- 


■iBiyUi^M^M- 


1  Oh  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store:  The  lime  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  oer: 

m    -r-  M  r    <   "t^  "f—   <    -r-  m  '<     ■<<    -<  •*'-/<     -?-  <    m 


■n'-+rP-r-CD-D- 


A  country  I've  fouml,  where  true  joys  abound;  To  dwell  Fm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 


fzFtorJz^r? 


■f^-  -f^ 


I  1     ^^  r         r         r 


426 


lOs&lls. 


1  OH  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store  : 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er  :     I 
A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound; 
To  dwell  Fm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground. , 

I 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  in  paradise  live  : 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive. 
My  soul,  don't  delay — he  calls  thee  away  :         \ 
Rise, follow  the  Savior,  and  bless  the  glad  day.  | 

I 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow — 
What  light,  aid  and  comfort — go  after  him,  go: 
Lo,  onward  I  move,  to  a  city  above;         [prove. 
None  guesses  how  won'drous  my  journey  will 


4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death.hell  and  sin: 
'Midst  outward  afilictions  I  feel  Christ  within; 
And  when  Fm  to  die,  receive  me,  I'll  cry  ; 
For  Jesus  has  loved  me — I  can  not  tell  why. 


5  But  this  I  do  find — we  two  are  so  joined. 
He'll  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind; 
So  this  is  the  race  Fm  running,  through  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 


427         8s.     (MADISON.    Page  164.) 

1  THOU  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine. 

The  joy  anddesire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine: 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art: 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey. 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclined. 

And  screened  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

Ah!  show  me  that  happiest  place, 

That  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
"Where  saints  in  an  ecstacy  gaze. 

And  hang  on  the  crucified  Lord: 
The  love  for  a  sinner  declare. 

Thy  passion  and  death  on  the  tree; 
My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear, 

To  suffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

'Tis  ther^,  with  the  lambs  of  the  flock, 

There  only  I  covet  to  rest; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  Kock, 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast; 
'T  is  there  I  would  always  abide. 

And  never  a  moment  depart. 
Concealed  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side. 

Eternally  held  in  ihiue  heart. 


218  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

AZMOX.       C.      M. 


AND  EXPERIENCE. 


3=3=^=^^E^- 


mMm 


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i 


1    O     for       a    heart     to   love    my    God     A    heart  fioin  sin     set    free; 


mmM^Ms 


A     heart 


that 

I 


al  -  ways  feels    the 


blood,     So 


-i- 

free  -  ly     shed     for     me. 


428  c.   M 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek. 

My  dear  Redeemer  s  throne, 
"Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart. 

Believing,  true  and  clean. 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 


T- 


4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  filled  with  love  divi^nc; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord!  of  thine. 

5  Thy  holy  nature.  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above, 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart. 
Thy  new  best  name  of  love. 


AMSTERDAM.       1s  & 


1  Rise    my     soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings;  Thy  bet  -  tor   por  -  tion  trace; 
Rise,  from  tran   -   si    -    to  -  ry  things.  Toward  hcav'n  thy  na-tive  place: 

^    ,    ft   r  -r~  f-  %  -s-  -V  -s-  '■?-  r-  -p-- 


~m — 1-« 


♦ 4> 


Sun,   and  moon,  and  stars     do  -  cay;  Time  shall  soon    this    earth     re  -move; 


m 


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ASPIRATIONS. 

AMSTERDAM COllcl  udcd. 


110 


'0 # ■ 1  1 


Rise,  my     soul,    and     haste     a 


hrrz' 


ly    To     seats    pre  -  pared     a  -  bove! 


E=3^rc-_a: 


429  7s  &  63 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  Iheir  course; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source: 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 


3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  your  Savior  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  your  sorrows  left  below. 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


GALILEE.      L.      M. 


r±^-z 


1  While  oth-ers  pray  for  grace 

2  I     do    not  dread  the  hour 


to    die,    O  Lord,    I 
of  death— If     I    am 


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pray 
thine, 


I 

for  grace  to  live! 
no  fears  re -main, — 


dir- 


giiZQ_±:^=^=z:grJLcd::5 


For    ev' 
I    know 


that  with  my 


fresh  sup  -  ply — O    see 
pur  -  tmg  breath  I  leave 


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for 


— ^-P-^ — % — B — .^-  F'^ — r 
430  T-    M 

3  And  if  it  should  be  then  thy  will 

A  cloud  should  on  the  future  be. 
The  bow  of  promise  spans  it  still, 
I  will  believe — 1  need  not  see! 

4  E'en  if  the  darkness  should  appear 

Too  deep  for  faith  as  well  as  sight; 
If  I  am  thine,  thou  wilt  be  near, 
And  take  me  to  thy  heavenly  light. 


need,  and  free  -  ly  give, 
cv    -    er   mor-tal  pain. 


5  But  oh„  my  Lord!  in  life's  highway 

I  crave  the  sunshine  of  thy  face! 
And  every  moment  of  the  day 
I  need  thy  strong  supporting  grace. 

6  My  weary  spirit  can  not  drink 

At  springs  which  rise  from  earth  alone! 
When  I  can  do  no  more,  I  think 
Of  living  waters  from  thy  throne. 


220 


WEBB. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

Is  &  6s. 


1    O    \vhen    shall     I       see      Je    -  sus,    And  dwell  with  him    a   -   bove? 
To  drink    the    flow  -  ing  fouu  -  tains  [Omit 


F=F- 


\Fine. 


feg^l^l^glEf 


Of      ev    -    er    -    last  -  ing  love? 
ZJ.^S.Drink  end  -  less    pleas  -  ures   in? 


"f 

When    shall      I 


izirrriLizz: 


be       de"-  liv    -    ercd 


1  1 


EEfipiEEBL=.EEEE^FIEE^EE± 


From     this     vain     world     of     sin.      And     with   niv     bless  -  ed     Je   -    sus. 


-cd-c-i-.— --^— P-, 


1 — 1_.| ^ — 1_ 


iiln 


431 


7s  &  6s. 


But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain's  gone  before; 
lie's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
And  all  his   valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 


Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer  though  I  die; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  both  adieu: 
And  you  my  friends,  prove  faithful. 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 


4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 
And  trials  on  the  way, 

Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
And  don't  forget  to  pray. 

Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 
Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 

And  when  your  warfare's  ended, 


5  O!  do  not  be  discouraged. 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend. 
And  if  you  long  for  knowledge, 

On  him  you  may  depend; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  often  you  request; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 


ASPIRATIONS. 


221 


BALEKMA.       C.      M. 


giiiS^liiiOilii 


1  OhI    for      a      clo  -  ser  walk -^ilh  God.   A    calm    -and    hcav    -    ly  frame, 


-»-h-o:=^d--^~j|-|d:,-o=z.-;dLTgdb<d:p==:#^S==i,di-iJ:l: 


A      light      to     shine     up  -  on      the     road,    That  leads     me      to 


<5" 
the  Lamb! 


|i^^^il^jigfg^ggE^:g 


432 


C.    M. 


2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 
"When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word? 


3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed: 
How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 


•i  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  which  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 


■>  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 


433      L.    M.     (GALILEE.    Page  219.) 

1  O  COME,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
Come  wash  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood! 
Give  us  to  know  thy  love,  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 


2  Take  our  poor  hearts  and  let  them  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee; 
Seal  thou  our  breast,  and  let  us  wear 
The  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 


How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
(     That  thou  shouldst  man  to  glory  bring? 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
And  give  them  an  immortal  crown! 


4  Ah,  Lord,  enlarge  our  scanty  thought. 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hast  wrought; 
Unloose, our  stammering  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable. 


G  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


5  First  born  of  many  brethren,  thou, 
To  thee  both  heaven  and  earth  must  bow; 
Help  us  to  thee  our  all  to  give — 
Thme  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live. 


BETH  AX  Y. 


CimiSTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

6s  &  4s. 


1  Nearer,myGod,to thee,  Nearer  to 

J       I       I 1       I    J      J       I       t      J 


thee!    E'en  though  it  be  a  cross  Thatraiseth  me; 


^^, 


>♦- 


Qi 


■| — 
I — 


0^ 


Still  all  my  song  shall  be — Nearer,  my  God 


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,  to  thee  Nearer  to  thee  J 


iilM 


iprp: 


^'e— 


434 


6s  &  4s. 


2  Though  like  the  wanderer — 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone: 
Yet  in  ray  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee — 

Nearer  to  thee! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee — 

Nearer  to  thee! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  wilh  thy  praise. 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs. 

Bethel  1 11  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be — 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 

Nearer  to  thee. 

o  Or,  if  on  joyful  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be — 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 


435 


C.    M. 


1  O  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 

To  keep  his  statutes  still! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 

2  O  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit. 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise, 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word. 

And  make  my  heart  sincere; 
Let  sin,  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  My  soul  has  gone  too  far  astray, 

My  feet  too  often  slip: 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 

'Tis  a  delightful  road; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands. 
Offend  against  my  God. 


J 


ASPIRATIONS. 


223 


436        L     M.     (wAiiD.    Page  224.) 

1  O  THAT  I  couW  forever  dwell 

Wilh  Mary  at  my  Savior's  feet, 
And  view  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat! 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  hcav'n  brought  in  with  all  its  bliss: 
O,  is  there  aught  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this? 


3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize — 

A  life  of  pure  and  tilial  love, 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 
And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above. 

4  Thus  would  I  live,  till  nature  fail 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  vail, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 


SI  LOAM.      c.      M. 


1  A    -    las     my    God,  that  thou  shouldst  be 

2  Thou  kuow'st  my  soul  doth  dear  -  ly     love 

g:^T^-f.-rP3zfrc:|z=:tr:P--;S^r:P 


me    so  much  unknown: 
place  of  thine    a  -  bode: 

mm 


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mu 


to 
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walk     and    talk    with  thee.   And 
gives      so    sweet      a    sound    As 


:Er^_^-r^F.^^^rFq-^-q:;Fi-F^ 

■  "I r'r  "I ''r'ft »-h-o-r-r 


•F— =F 


be  -  fore    thy  throne, 
two  words — my    God. 


437  c.   M. 

o  1  long  not  for  the  fruit  that  grows 
Within  these  gardens  here: 
I  find  no  sweetness  in  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  is  not  near. 

4  Thy  gracious  presence,  O  my  Christ, 
Can  make  a  paradise. 
Ah,  what  are  all  the  goodly  pearls 
Unto  this  pearl  of  price? 

0  Give  me  that  sweet  communion,  Lord! 
Thy  people  have  with  thee, 
Thy  Spirit  daily  talks  with  them, 
O  let  it  talk  with  me. 

0  Like  Enoch,  let  me  walk  with  God, 
And  thus  walk  out  my  day. 
Attended  with  the  heavenly  guards, 
Upon  the  King's  highway. 


dwell 
these 

438  c.   M. 

1  WPIEN  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell, 

My  soul  is  not  dismayed, 
I  hear  a  voice  I  know  full  well — 
'"TisI;  be  not  afraid." 

2  When  black  the  threat'ning  skies  appear. 

And  storms  my  path  invade, 
Those  accents  tranquilize  each  fear — 
'"T  is  I;  be  not  afraid." 

3  There  is  a  gulf  that  must  be  crossed; 

Savior  be  near  to  aid! 
Whisper,  when  my  frail  bark  is  tossed — 
**  'T  is  I;  be  not  afraid." 

4  There  is  a  dark  and  fearful  vale. 

Death  hides  within  its  shade; 
O  say,  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail  — 
"  Tisl;  be  not  afraid  " 


224 


WARD.       I. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXPERIENCE. 

M. 


now  that  my  He  deem  -  er  lives!  What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives 
lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love;  He  lives,  to  plead  for  me    a  -  bove; 


ESE^EEE£I-FEbE^t^=EE£EEFEESEB 


=a==i=»-: 


o 

'^ 

He 
He 


t 

lives, 
lives, 


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->.-    -^-      j 

he  lives,  who  once  was  dead,  He  lives — my    ev 
my  hung  -  ry     soul    to   feed;    He  lives,  to    help 


S 


er  -  liv  -  ing  Head, 
in    time    of    need. 


f=^=^f 


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ii 


p- 


-t 


r 


439 


L.    M. 


3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare — 
He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 


4  He  lives — all  glory  to  his  name! 
He  lives— my  Jesus,  still  the  same! 
O,  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
"1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives!" 


BARTIMEUS.       8S  <fc  7s. 


^ 


^-B — E-J^§ — g  J^^ — 8-J^g — B-%—  «  -Lg — i_rg_T^_iL|-  r 


1  Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  sal  -  va- tion.  Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care; 

I         ^^  III  I        ^k^ 


B — ^  —  \—B p._J_.^ ^_J_.g ^— ■-& ^_1-^_^_*_L.^ g_J_^.'_IX 

i  •'II  I 

Joy    to     find      in     eve   -   ry     sta  -  tion  Something  still    to     do     or     bear. 


ASSURANCE. 


225 


440  8s  &  Ts. 

1  KNOW,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 
Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 

2  Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee: 
Child  of  heav'n,  canst  thou  repine? 


3  God  will  give  thee  grace  an:l  glory; 

i         Fight  thy  way,  and  get  thy  crown; 

Canaan's  land  lies  just  before  thee — 

There  you'll  lay  your  armor  down. 

4  Soon  you'll  close  your  earthly  mission, 

Soon  you'll  pass  your  pilgrim  days; 
I     Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition — 
'         Faith  to  sight,  and  and  prayer  to  praise 


STEPHENS.       C. 


M. 


W-^-o-^ p-*-i B-J-^^- — 1-^6-^0—^^—0-*-^ — ^-*- 


1  My  God,    the 

2  Since  thou,   the 


for 
ther 


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art 


-  er    sure; 
be  -  come- 


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in      its     bound-less  grace     I 
Sav  -  ior,    my     al  -  might  -  y 

441  c.   M. 

3  I  welcome  all  thy  sov'reign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love: 
And  when  thy  way,  great  God,  is  dark, 
1  wait  thy  light  above. 

4  Thy  covenant  in  my  dying  hour, 

S'hall  dwell  upon  my  tongue; 
And  when  I  wake,  shall  still  employ 
My  everlasting  song. 


feel      My     hap  -  pi    - 
Friend,  And  heaven  my 


ness 
fi    - 


se  -  cure 
nal    home. 


— r— ^- 


;-r<-s— , 


isii^^i^ii 


442 


C.    M. 


1  SEE,  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
A  barren  fig-tree  stands; 
It  yields  no  fruit,  no  blossoms  bears, 
Though  planted  by  his  hands. 


2  From  year  to  year  ho  seeks  for  fruit, 

And  still  no  fruit  is  found; 

It  stands,  amid  the  living  trees, 

A  cumb'rer  of  the  ground. 

3  But,  see,  an  Intercessor  pleads 

The  barren  tree  to  spare; 
"Let  justice  still  withhold  his  hand. 
And  grant  another  year 

^  Perhaps  pome  means  of  grace  untried 
May  search  the  stony  heart; 
The  soft'ning  dews  of  heav'nly  grace 
;May  life  anew  impart. 

5  But  if  these  means  should  prove  in  vain. 
No  fruits  thy  eflorts  crown 
Then  mercy  shall  no  longer  plead, 
I         But  justice  rut  it  down."' 


226 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 


VI  COLO.       L.       M. 


1  O,  where  is  now  that  glow-iug  love  Thiit  uiarkcd  our  un  -  ion  with  the  Lord! 


II!  11  1  I  1  

r^    [— rr — i        i-r-] — i     i~r~i  ~  r        rn — i     i~rn ICCI]    i — "ll~T~i:r 

9  '^— ^  0  D  ^ '     "       "    #     #        O 

Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  a- bove,  Nor  could  the  world  a     joy     af  -  ford. 


<-^t 


IPMmHiE 


E^ES^=tEr.zszr: 


E^-t^£^Lf=S^ 


--?^zr:F^i 


-f=t:.a 


443 


L.    M. 


1  O,  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love 
That  marked  our  union  with  the  Lord! 
Out  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above, 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  aiFord. 


2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 
To  make  our  Savior's  glory  known? 
That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
And  kept  our  eye  on  him  alone. 


3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons  spent 
In  fellowship  with  him  we  loved? 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 
The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved. 


Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee; 

O,  cast  us  not  away,  though  vile; 
No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  we  see, 

O  Lord  our  God,  but  in  thy  smile. 


;444    3s  &  7s.     (bartimeus.     Page  224.) 


1  ONCE,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flourished 
Every  part  looked  gay  and  green; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirit  nourished, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen! 


But  a  draught  has  since  succeeded, 
And  a  sad  decline  we  see! 

Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 


3  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 
We  shall  see  no  more  below; 
Some,  alas,  we  fear  are  blighted, — 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 


4  Dearest  Savior,  hasten  hither: 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again: 
O,  permit  them  not  to  wither. 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vainl 


COMMUNION  WITH  GOD. 

TKNITENCE.       7p,  68,  &  8s. 


227 


'S^ 


1  Je-sus,  let  thy  piiy-ing  eye  Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep:  Falsetotlioc,  like  l*e-ler.    1 

I).  S.  Turuandlookiip-onme,  Ijonl, 


Would  fain  like  Peter  weep;  Let  me  be  by  grace  restored,  On  mc  be   all  its  freencss  shown. 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


445 


p-  , — ^ 

's,  6s,  &  8s 


446 


I —  ^' 

L.    M. 


1  Jesus  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored, 

On  me  be  all  its  freeness  shown: 
Turn  and  look  upon  me.  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


2  Savior,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart; 
Give,  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown: 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


Sec  mc,  Savior,  from  above, 

Nor  sufl'er  mc  to  die; 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 

Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


1  THERE'S  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught, 
Triumphant  over  death  and  time, 
But  Jesus  mingles  in  the  thought, 
Fore-runner  of  our  course  sublime. 


-  His  image  meets  me  in  the  hour 

Of  joy,  and  brightens  every  smile; 
I  see  him,  when  the  tempests  lower. 
Each  terror  soothe,  each  grief  beguile. 


3  I  see  him,  in  the  daily  round 

Of  social  duty,  mild  and  meek; 
With  him  1  tread  the  hallowed  ground. 
Communion  with  my  God  to  speak. 


1  I  see  his  i)itying,  gentle  eye, 

When  lonely  want  appeals  for  ai'V, 
I  hear  him  in  the  frequent  sigh         [made. 
That  mourns  the  waste  which  sin  has 


5  I  meet  him  at  the  lowly  tomb; 

I  weep  where  Jesus  wept  before; 
And  there,  above  the  grave's  dark  glooni, 
I  see  him  rise,  and  weep  no  more. 


228 


AVO.V. 

1  Talk  with    us,    Lord,   thy  -  self 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 
M. 


-0-  ^     -0-  r 


veal,  While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove 


i^i 


Speak  to    our  hearts,   and       let      us      feel      The 


kind 

I 


447 


c.   u. 


2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 
All  time,  and  toil,  and  care: 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 


Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway 

And  echo  to  thy  voice. 


4  Thou  callest  mc;  to  seek  thy  face; 
'T  is  all  I  wish  to  seek; 
To  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 


5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 
Till  I  thy  glory  see; 
Enter  into  my  Master's  jo}' 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 


448 


C.    M. 


1  FROIVI  all  that's  mortal,  all  that'.s 
•  And  from  this  earthly  clod, 
Arise  mj'soul,  and  strive  to  gain 
Sweet  fellowship  with  God 


2  Not  life  or  all  the  toys  of  art, 
Nor  pleasure's  flowery  road, 
Can  to  my  soul  such  bliss  impart, 
As  fellowship  with  God. 


When  I  am  made  in  love  to  bear 

Affliction's  needful  rod. 
Light,  sweet  and  kind  the  strokes  a[tpear, 

Through  fellowship  with  God. 


4  In  fierce  temptation's  fiery  blasts. 
Or  dark  desertion's  road, 
I'm  happy  if  I  can  but  taste, 
Some  fellowship  with  God. 


5  So  when  the  icy  hand  of  death 
Shall  chill  my  flowmg  blood. 
With  joy  I'll  yield  my  latest  breath, 
In  fellowship  with  God. 


C  When  I  at  last  to  heaven  ascend. 
And  gain  my  blest  abode, 
There  an  eternity  I'll  spend 
In  fellowship  with  God. 


COMMUNION  WITH  GOD. 

ALL  SAINTS.       L.       M. 


229 


1  A-hideuith  us,   the  cv'-ning  shadeb  Be-gin  al  -  read  -  y      to    pre  -  vail, 


And    as     the     ev'  -  nin^  twi-light  fades,  Dark  clouds  around  th'hor  -  i  -  zon  saii.^ 


^'P-ct-P^r^^r^ 


^-L.. 


449 


L.    M. 


-  Abide  wilh  us,  and  still  unfold 

Thy  sacred  though  prophetic  lore; 
What  wondrous  things  of  Jesus  told — 
Stranger,  %ve  thirst,  Me  pant  for  more. 

•i  O  stay  with  us,  and  still  converse 
Of  him  that  late  on  Calv'ry  died — 
Of  him  the  prophecies  rehearse — 
It  is  our  friend  they  crucitied. 

1  Our  souls  are  faint,  our  hearts  are  cold. 
We  thought  that  Israel  he'd  restore; 
But  sweet  The  truths  thy  lips  have  told, 
And  Stranger,  we  complain  no  more. 

5  Thus  while  they  prayed,  at  their  request, 
The  Stranger  bows  with  smile  divine; 
Then  round  the  board  the  Unknown  Guest, 
And  weary  travelers  recline. 

G  Abide  with  us,  amazed  they  cried, 
As  suddenly,  while  breaking  bread, 
Their  own  lost  Jesus  met  their  eyes, 
With  radiant  glories  round  his  head! 


1 450       S.     M.     (LENA.     Page  256.) 

1  OUR  heavenly  Father  calls. 
And  Christ  invites  us  near; 
I         With  both,  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 


2  God  pities  all  our  griefs: 
He  pardons  every  day; 
Almighty  to  protect  our  souls, 
And  wise  to  guard  our  way. 


3  How  large  his  bounties  are! 
What  various  stores  of  good. 
Diffused  from  our  Redeemer's  hand. 
And  purchased  with  his  blood. 


4  Jesus,  our  living  Head, 

We  bless  thy  faithful  care; 
Our  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  our  fore-runner  there. 


Abide  with  us,  thou  heavenly  Friend, 
Leave  not  thy  followers  alone. 

The  sweet  communion  here  must  end — 
The  heavenly  Visitant  is  gone. 


5  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart! 

Here  wait,  my  warmest  love! 
Till  the  communion  be  complete. 
In  nobler  scenes  above 


^no 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 


451    L.     M.     (ALL  SAINTS.     Page  229.) 

1  IF  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find. 

New  treasures  still  of  countless  price, 
God  vTill  provide  for  sacrifice. 

2  Old  friends,  old  scenes  "will  lovelier  be, 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see; 
Some  soft'ning  gleam  of  love  and  prayer, 
Shall  tlawn  ou  every  cross  and  care. 


3  O  could  we  learn  that  sacrifice, 
What  light  would  all  around  us  rise! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk, 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk! 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
AVill  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 


1  How    can      I      sink  with  such 


miw^Mmimm^M^ 


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I 

Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pil    -    lars 
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ter  -  nal    God, 


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up.      And  spreads  the  heavens  a  -  broad! 


^^mm 


— -P 


452 


c.   >i. 


a  prop 


1  HOW  can  I  sink  with  such 

As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad? 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives. 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives 
From  my  exalted  Head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  T  have, 

Shall  be  forever  thine; 
Whate'cr  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hand  resign. 

4  Yet,  if  I  might  make  sonie  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  (iod  with  zeal  so  great, 
That  1  bliould  give  him  all. 


453        8s.    (MADISON.    Page  164.) 

1  INSPIRER  and  hearer  of  prayer. 

Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian  of  mine, 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care 
I  sleeping  or  waking  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  Shield  and  my  Sun. 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me; 
And  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee, 

3  Thy  minist'ring  spirits  descend 

To  watch  while  thy  saints  are  asleep; 
By  day  and  by  night  they  attend. 
The  heirs  of  salvation  to  keep. 

4  Bright  seraphs, dispatch'd  from  the  throne, 

Repair  to  their  stations  assigned; 
And  angels  elect  are  sent  down 
To  guard  the  elect  of  mankind 


CONFIDENCE. 

8  Their  worship  no  interval  knows; 
Their  fervor  is  still  ou  the  wing; 
And,  while  they  protect  my  repose. 
They  chant  to  the  praise  of  my  King 


liOl 


6  I  too,  at  the  season  ordained, 

Their  chorus  forever  shall  join, 
And  love  and  adore,  without  end, 
Their  faithful  Creator  and  mine. 


454 


C.    M. 


1  KIND  arc  the  words  that  Jesus  speak: 
To  cheer  the  drooping  saint; 
My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you, 

Though  nature's  powers  may  faint. 


2  My  grace  its  glories  shall  display, 
And  make  our  griefs  remove; 
Your  weakness  shall  the  triumph  tell 
Of  boundless  pow'r  and  love. 


i3  Believers  thus  are  tossed  about 
}         On  life's  tempestuous  main, 
I     But  grace  assures  beyond  a  doubt, 
They  shall  their  port  attain. 


4  They  must,  they  shall  appear  one  day, 
Before  their  Savior's  throne; 
The  storms  they  meet  with  by  the  way 
But  make  his  power  known. 


5  Their  passage  lies  across  the  brink 
Of  many  a  threat'ning  wave; 
The  world  expects  to  see  them  sink, 
But  Jesus  lives  to  save. 


6  Lord,  though  we  are  but  feeble  worms; 
Yet  since  thy  word  is  past, 
We'll  venture  through  a  thousand  storms, 
To  see  thy  face  at  last. 


3  "What  though  my  griefs  are  not  removed, 
Yet  why  should  I  despair? 
While  my  kind  Savior's  arms  support, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 


4  Jesus,  my  Savior,  and  my  Lord  I 

'T  is  good  to  trust  thy  name: 
Thy  power,  thy  faithfulness  and  love, 
Will  ever  be  the  same. 

5  Weak  ds  T  am,  yet  through  thy  grace 

I  all  things  can  perform; 
And  smiling,  triumph  in  thy  name, 
Amidst  the  raging  storm. 


456 


(LEONARD.     Page  200.) 


455 


C.     M. 


1  IF  Paul  in  C.Tsar's  court  must  stand, 
He  need  not  fear  the  sea; 
Secured  from  harm  on  every  hand 
By  the  divine  decree. 


2  Though  neither  sun  nor  stars  were  seen, 
Paul  knew  the  Lord  was  near. 
And  faith  preserved  his  soul  serene. 
When  others  shook  with  f  ?ar. 


1  SAVIOR,  happy  would  I  be, 
If  I  could  but  trust  in  thee, 
Trust  thy  wisdom  me  to  guide, 
Trust  thy  goodness  to  provide. 


2  Trust  thy  saving  love  and  power, 
Trust  thee  every  day  and  hour; 
Trust  in  sickness,  trust  in  health. 
Trust  in  poverty  and  wealth. 


3  Trust  in  joy,  and  trust  in  grief, 
Trust  thy  promise  for  relief; 
Trust  thy  blood  to  cleanse  my  soul, 
Trust  thy  grace  to  make  me  whole. 


4  Trust  thee  living,  dying  too. 

Trust  thee  all  my  journey  through; 
Trust  thee;  till  my  feet  shall  be 
Planted  on  the  crystal  sea. 


5  Trust  thee,  ever  blessed  Lamb, 
Till  I  wear  the  victor's  palm: 
Trust  thee  till  my  soul  shall  be 
Wholly  swallowed  uj)  in  thee. 


282  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

457    8s  ifc  7s.    (r.REENViLLE.    Page  19.) 

1  CALL  Jchoviih  thy  salvation, 

Rest  beneath  th'  Almighty's  shade; 
In  his  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  nor  ever  be  dismayed; 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee — 

Thou  Shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare, 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 

In  eternal  safety  there. 

2  From  the  sword,  at  noonday  wasting, 

From  the  noisome  pestilence, 

In  the  depth  of  midnight  blasting, 

God  shall  be  thy  sure  defense. 


AND  EXAMPLE. 

Fear  not  thou  the  deadly  quiver, 
When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow; 

Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver, 
Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 

;  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love. 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above: 
Thou  Shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

lie  will  hearken,  he  will  save; 
Here,  for  grief,  reward  thee  double. 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 


KOCKIXGIIAAI. 


M. 


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And  we 


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458  L.    M. 

2  Then  should  the  question  oft  recur — 
What  do  we  more  than  others  do? 
How  do  we  show  that  we  prefer 
The  things  above  to  things  below? 

8  Where  is  the  holy  walk  that  suits 
The  name  and  character  we  bear? 
And  whore  arc  seen  those  heavenly  fru 
That  show  we're  not  what  once  we  we 

4  Allied  to  him  who  bore  the  cross. 
And  called  the  people  of  the  Lord, 
The  world  to  us  should  seem  but  loss. 
And  little  all  i*  can  aflbrd, 


459  L    M. 

1  WHEN  Jesus,  our  great  Master,  came, 
To  teach  us  in  his  Father's  name, 

In  every  act,  in  every  thought. 

He  lived  the  precepts  which  he  taught. 

2  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess; 

So  iet  our  works  and  virtues  shine. 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

3  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Savior,  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 


CONSISTENCY.  238 

4  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied,  \  4  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Ambition,  envy,  lust  and  pride;  |         Nor  waud'ring,  leave  his  sacred  ways; 

While  justice,  temp'rcnce,  truth  and  love  :     Great  God,  accepts  my  souls  desire 
Our  inward  piety  approve.  And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise 


5  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

AVhlTe  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


460  L.    M. 

1  REDEEMED  ones,  the  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood! 
Are  they  not  burn  to  heavenly  joj's, 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys? 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind? 
"Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time  and  waste  the  day? 


3  Doth  vain  discourse  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  suit  the  honors  of  their  birth? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire. 
What  children  love  and  fools  admire? 


462  ^  " 

1  O  LORD,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
My  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent! 
Where'er  I  dwell,  I  dv^ell  with  thee. 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

2  To  me  remains  no  place  nor  time. 
My  country  is  in  every  clime; 

I  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

b  While  place  I  seek,  or  place  I  shun. 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none; 
But  with  my  God  to  guide  my  way, 
'T  is  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

4  CouM  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot: 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 


4  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire; 
Then  with  a  heaven-directed  eye. 

We'll  pass  these  glittering  trifles  by 

5  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do; 
And  wait  the  call  tnat  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promised  in  the  skies. 


461 


L.    M. 


1  NOW  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lord; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  O,  be  his  service  all  my  joy! 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul. 

My  solemn,  my  determined  choice 
To  yield  to  hia  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 


463  L    M. 

j  1  TREMBLIN'G  before  thine  awful  throne, 

1     O  Lord,  in  dust  my  sins  I  own; 

i     Justice  and  mercy  for  my  life 

j     Contend;  O,  smile  and  heal  the  strife! 

2  The  Savior  smiles — upon  my  soul 

j     New  tides  of  hope  tumultuous  roll! 
I     His  voice  proclaims  my  pardon  found; 
Seraphic  transport  wings  the  sound! 

3  Earth  has  a  joy  unknow  in  heaven, 
The  new  born  peace  of  sins  forgiven. 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  rich  delight, 
Ye  angels!  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

4  Ye  know  where  morn  exulting  springs, 
And  evenmg  folds  her  drooping  wings; 
Loud  in  your  song:  the  heavenly  plain 
Is  shaken  by  your  choral  strain. 

5  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
And  all  your  knowledge  will  be  mine; 
Ye  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 
A  secret  chord  that  mine  will  bear! 


234 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 


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1  ITark,  my  Boul !  it    is   the   Lord,   'T is  thy   Sav-ior,  hear  his  word  ;  Je-sus  speaks,  and 
2  ''I  dehver'd  thee  when  bound,  And  when  wounded  heal'd  thy  wound  ;  Sought  thee  wand'ring. 


—  6) 


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speaks  to  thee  ;  'Say,  poor  sin-ner,  lov'st  thou     me  ?  "Say,  poor  sin-ner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 
set  thee  right,  Turned  thy  darkness   in    -    to     light,  Turned  tliy  darkness  in  -  to   light. 


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464 


3  "Can  a  -women's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be; 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 


4  "Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  hights  above; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath — 
Free  and  faithful — strong  as  death. 


5  "Thou  shalt  see  my  glor}--  soon. 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done: 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be; 
Sa}',  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me?' 


C  Lord!  it  is  my  chief  complaint. 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint, 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore, 
()  for  "rrare  to  love  thee  morel 


465 


1  DARE  to  think,  though  bigots  frown; 
Dare  in  words  your  thoughts  express 
Dare  to  rise,  though  oft  cast  down; 
Dare  the  wronged  aud  scorned  to  bless 


2  Dare  from  custom  to  depart; 

Dare  the  priceless  pearl  possess; 
Dare  to  wear  it  next  your  heart; 
Dare,  when  sinners  curse,  to  bless. 


3  Dare  forsake  what  you  deem  wrong, 
Dare  to  walk  in  w  isdom's  way; 
Dare  to  give  where  gifts  belong. 
Dare  God's  precepts  to  obey. 


4  Do  what  conscience  says  is  right; 

Do  what  reason  says  is  best; 

Do  with  willing  mind  aud  heart; 

Do  vour  dutv  iiud  be  blest. 


THE 
468        L     ;M.     (nELMORE.  Page  'Jac.) 

1  JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee: 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star! 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  Just  as  soon 
Let  morning  be  ashamed  of  noon: 
'T  is  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he. 
Bright  Mornmg  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend! 


CROSS. 

I     No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
I     That  1  no  more  revere  his  name. 
1  5  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  Yes,  I  may, 
I     When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 
Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I'll  boast  a  Savior  slain! 
And  O!  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me! 
His  institutions  would  I  prize. 
Take  up  my  cross,  the  shame  despise- 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 


235 


HOWARD. 


M. 


1  Straight   is    the   way,    the    door  is  straight,  Thatleiulsto     joys   on   high; 


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a      few    that    find  the  gate,  While  crowds  mis  •  t-ke    and    die. 

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467  C.   M. 

1  STRAIGHT  IS  the  way,  the  door  is  straight, 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
T  is  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate. 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 

The  mind  and  will  renewed, 
Passion  suppressed  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  Flesh  IS  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace. 

Where  it  prevails  an<l  rules; 
Flesh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abased. 
Lest  they  destroy  our  souls. 


4  The  love  of  gold  be  banished  hence, 

(That  vile  idolatry), 
And  every  member,  every  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  powei, 

Requires  a  strong  restraint; 
We  must  be  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

6  Lord!  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm, 

Fulfill  a  task  so  hard? 
Thy  grace  must  ail  my  works  perform. 
And  give  the  lice  reward. 


206 

468 


8s  tfc  7s. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

(UAKTIMEUS    Page  224.)       i 


1  IN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  rouud  its  Head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hope  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me: 
LoMt  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 


AND  EXAMPLE. 

From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 
By  the  cross  are  sanctitied; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 


5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  lime; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  Head  sublime. 


BELMORE.      I. 


M. 


1  How  shall  1    fol  -  low  him  I  serve?  How  shall  I  cop  -  y     him    I    love? 
or  from  those  bless-ed  footsteps  swerve.  Which  lead  me  to  his    seat      a  -  bove? 


m^^^^m'ms^^^mm 


469 


L     M. 


1  HOW  shall  1  follow  him  I  serve? 
How  shall  1  copy  him  1  love? 
Nor  from  those  blessed  footsteps  swerve. 
Which  lead  me  to  his  seat  above. 


Privations,  sorrows,  bitter  scorn. 
The  life  of  toil,  the  mean  abode. 

The  faithless  kiss,  the  crown  of  thorn  — 
Are  these  the  consecrated  road? 


3  'Twas  thus  he  suffered  through  a  Son, 
Foreknowing  choosing,  feeling  all, 
Until  the  perfect  work  was  done — 
And  drank  the  bitter  cup  of  gall. 


4  Lord,  should  my  path  thro'  suft^ring  lie, 
Forbid  it  I  should  e'er  repine; 
Still  let  me  turn  to  Calvary. 

Nor  heed  my  griefs,  remcmb'ring  thine. 


^ 


DISCIPLINE 
470  L.     M.  I 

I  DEAIl  Lonl,  umid  Ihc  throng  that  prcss'd 
Around  thee  on  the  cursed  tree, 
Souio  loyal,  loving  hearts  were  there, 
Some  'pitying  eyes  that  wept  for  thee. 

-  Like  thorn  may  we  rejoice  to  own 

Our  dying  Lord,  tho'  crown'd  with  thorn; 
Like  thee,  thy  blessed  self,  endure 
The  cross  with  all  its  joy  or  scorn. 

{]  Thy  cross,  thy  lonely  path  below, 

Show  what  thy  brethren  all  should  be; 
Pilgrims  on  earth,  disowned  by  those 
Who  sec  no  beauty,  Lord,  in  thee. 


-  Take  up  thy  cross!  let  not  its  weight 
Fill  thy  weak  s])irit  with  alarm, 
My  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
And  brace  thy  heart  and  nerve  thy  arm. 

3  Take  up  thy  cross!  nor  heed  the  shame, 
And  let  thy  foolish  i)ride  be  still; 
Thy  Lord  did  not  refuse  to  die 
Upon  the  cross  on  Calvary's  hill. 


471  L.    M. 

1  TAKE  up  thy  cross!  the  Savior  said, 
If  thou  wo'uldst  my  disciple  be; 
Take  up  thy  cross  with  willing  heart. 
And  humbly  follow  after  me. 


Take  up  thy  cross,  then,  in  his  strength, 
And  talmly  sin's  wild  deluge  brave; 

'Twill  guide  thee  to  a  better  home. 
It  points  to  bliss  beyond  the  grave. 


Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  me, 
Nor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down; 

For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross 

May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 


BALERMA. 


C.      M. 


.  l_        I l__       i ._ ._         |__        !_         1 !_ 


1  O  Lord,  hadst  thou  been  here!  but  when     Is    not    the     Sav    -    ior    nigh' 


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Hi3  power  and   love  were    prcs  -  ent  then,  Though  Laz'  -  rus  needs  must  die. 


f 

472  C.   M. 

-  And  when  the  Master  seems  to  stay, 
Kcgardless  of  our  grief, 
His  tarrying  never  is  delay, 
But  well-timed,  sure  relief. 

n  He  lovc8  to  come  when  others  flee, 
Or,  coming,  cannot  aid; 
To  save  in  faith's  extremity, 

When  hope's  last  ghmmerings  fade. 


4  The  house  of  mournmg  he  prefers 

With  voice  of  love  to  cheer; 

And  sorrows  are  the  harbingers 

That  say— the  Lord  is  near. 

5  Lord,  not  in  sorrow's  hour  alone, 

We  ask  to  feel  thy  grace; 
The  hearts  that  once  thy  love  have  known. 
Would  be  thy  dwelling-place. 


473 


c. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 
M.  !474 


C.    M. 


1  IN  trouble  aud  in  grief,  Oh  God, 

Thy  smile  hath  cheered  my  way; 
Ami  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good, 

Which  prosperous  days  refused; 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire, 
Spread  fragrance  when  they're  bruised. 

o  The  oak  strikes  deeper,  as  its  boughs 
By  furious  blasts  are  driven; 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 
In  other  times  may  be, 
ril  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief 
That  brinirs  me  near  to  thee. 


1  OFTEN  the  clouds  of  deepest  woe 

So  sweet  a  message  bear. 
Dark  tho'  they  seem,  'twere  hard  to  find 
A  frown  of  anger  there. 

2  Kind,  loving  is  the  hand  that  strikes, 

However  keen  the  smart, 
If  sorrow's  discipline  can  chase 
One  evil  from  the  heart. 

3  He  was  a  man  of  sorrow's — he 

Who  loved  and  saved  us  thus; 
And  shall  the  world  that  frowned  on  him. 
Wear  only  smiles  for  us. 

4  No;  we  must  follow  in  the  path 

Our  Lord  and  Savior  run; 
We  must  not  find  a  resting-place 
Where  he  we  love  had  none. 


NUXDA.       L. 

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2  "Perfect  thro'  sufTriug:"    be    thy  cross  The  cru  -  ci  -  ble  to  purge  my  dross! 


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kiss      the     rod,   That  brings  me  near-cr    to    my    God 


I      bow,      I    bless,      1 
Welcome,  for  that,   its  pangs,  its  scorns,  Its  scourge,  its  nails,  its  crown  of  thorns. 


475 


L.     M. 


'•Perfect  through  sufTring-  '  heap  the  lire. 
And  pile  the  sacrificial  ]\vir. 
Hut  save  each  loveil  and  loving  one, 
And  lot  me  feed  the  (lames,  alone. 


4  "Perfect  through  sufTring:"  urge  the  blast. 
More  free, more  full,  more  tierce,  more  fast; 
By  grace  the  sutl"'ring  path  I'll  tread 
So  the  tlamc  waft  my  soul  to  God! 


FAITH. 


239 


476 


L.     M 


1  'T  IS  by  the  f  jiith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  thro'  deserts  dsirk  us  night; 
Till  Ave  arrive  at  heaven  our  home, 

Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 


The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
F»)r  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 

And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 


3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 


4  So,  Abra'm,  by  divine  command. 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land. 
And  cheered  him  on  his  toilsome  road. 


WARWICK.      r.      3J. 


I       '  ;  I  i  II 


1  Faith     is      the   bright -est    ev 


■*'--■''-*— ».-r*-' 


i  -  dence  Of  things  be  -  yond  our  sight; 


g^^^fPia^ 


-<  - 


^m 


I  1 

It      pier  -  CCS  through   the     vail      of 


sense.    And  dwells    in    heav'n  -  ly    light. 


477 


C     M. 


-  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 
Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 


4  Abrah'm  obeyed  the  Lord's  command, 
From  his  own  country  driven; 
By  faith  he  sought  a  promised  land, 
But  found  his  rest  in  heaven. 


'.',  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made       .  5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray, 
By  God's  almighty  word;  The  promise  in  our  tye; 

"Wf  know  the  heav'ns  and  earth  shall  fade       By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way 
\nd  be  again  restored.  That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 


240 

478 


L.     M. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 

(XUNDA.    Page  238.) 


1  AS  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  biirren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith— a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 


One  cup  of  healmir  oil  and  wine, 
One  ^ear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine. 
Is  thrice  more  grateful.  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 


In  true  and  heav'n-born  faith  we  trace, 
The  source  of  every  Christian  grace, 
Within  the  pious  heart  it  plays, 
A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 


4  Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love  beliay 
Where'er  the  stream  has  found  its  way; 
But  where  these  spring  not  rich  and  fair, 
The  stream  has  never  wandered  there. 


VANWEKT.       C.       M. 


^..<5_^_i_.^- — ^ — ^ 4i_L_3-- — 3. — SIX — ^HL ^ n ^_.i^^._r 

1    O       for     an       o  -  ver  -  com  -  ing  faith,    To  cheer   my     dy    -    ing  hours, 

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-i —  - —  I i — 


— <^— L--4J 1 — 4) — 0 ♦"  -  ^—^' — ^ — ^-■■- — -5  J— j p — p p^—C-^—u: 

To      triu  -  mph  o'er    the      mon-ster  death,     And    all      his      fright  -  ful  powers. 

-e  -e-       m'    -m-    •^-     -e-      -m      -m-     -a-      ^      -e- 


479 


C.    M. 


1  O  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours. 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  death 
And  all  his  frightful  powers. 


2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 
My  quiv'ring  lips  should  sing, 
Where  is  they  boasted  vict'ry,  grave? 
And  where  the  monster's  sting? 


3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I'm  secure, 
Death  hath  no  sting  beside; 
The  law  gives  sm  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 


4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory, 
Immortal  thanks  be  paid. 
Who  makes  us  conqu'rors  while  wc  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  Head. 


FAITH. 


241 


180  C.     M. 

MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  hcav'u, 
And  make  their  empty  boast, 

Of  inward  joys  and  sins* forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights. 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead, 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ  the  living  Head. 


3  'T  is  failh  that  changes  all  the  heart; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart. 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'T  is  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 

By  a  celestial  power: 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 


SONNET.     Ss  &  4s. 


;E^5^T3d 


-^^-. 5 

1  When  for     e  -  ter-nal  worlds  we  steer,  And  seas  are  calm,  and  skies  are  clear, 
And  faith,   in  live  -  ly    ex  -  cr  -  cise.  Sees  dis-tant  fields  of  Ca  -  naan  rise, 


w^^^^E^M:3^m^m 


Thesoulforjoythenspreadsherwings,  And  loud  her  love  -  ly  son  ■  net  sing, 


f-  ^'  ^    ^.  f^  ^-  fi  f'  -^    ..    (•    -^ 

m—m'-m-\-m—m—m-fm-f] L—\ CT«- 

r~— I — r— hi — f-— r-j-f—l '^ — h-|— 


E3E^^.li 


^5^: 


iys^iK 


Vain  world,  adieu.  Vain  world,  adieu  ;And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings.  Vain  world,  adieu. 


181 


8s  &  4s. 


With  cheerful  hope,  her  eyes  explore 
Each  land-mark  on  the  distant  shore, 
The  trees  of  life,  the  pastures  green, 
The  golden  streets,  the  crystal  stream; 
Again  for  joy  she  spreads  her  wings, 
And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings, 
I'm  going  home. 


The  nearer  still  she  draws  to  land. 
More  eager  all  her  powers  expand; 
AVith  steady  helm  and  free  bent  sail, 
Her  anchor  drops  within  the  vail — 
And  now  for  jo}-  she  folds  her  wings, 
And  her  celestial  sonnet  sings, 
I'm  safe  at  home. 


24: 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 


AVON.       C.       JI. 


•r  .^.    .^.     ^     ^.  ^0  r       "      ^      « 

1  When  float  -  ing   on  life's    troubled   sea,    By  storms  and  tempests  driv'n, 


Hope  wilh  her     ra  -  diant   fin  -  ger,  points   To  bright  -  er   scenes   in  heav'n. 

-e i«-r-6 m-r-e — m-i—^—t—^-r-B — *' — i-e — a-r-e- 


m^m^m 


482 


C.   M. 


483 


C.    M. 


2  She  bids  the  storms  of  life  to  cease, 
The  troubled  breast  be  calm; 
And  in  the  wounded  heart  she  pours 
Religion's  healing  balm. 


Her  hallowed  influence  cheers  life'^  hours 

Of  sadness  and  of  gloom; 
She  guides  us  through  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  joys  beyond  the  tomb. 


4  And  when  our  fleeting  days  are  o'er, 
And  life's  last  hour  draws  near, 
With  still  unwearied  wing  she  hastes 
To  wipe  the  falling  tear. 


•')  She  bids  the  anguished  heart  rejoice; 
Though  earthly  ties  are  liven, 
Wo  still  may  hope  to  meet  again 
In  yonder  peaceful  heav'n- 


;  1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
i  To  mansions  in  the  skies, 

I     I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
j         And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  liery  darts  be  hurled. 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 


3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall — 

So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 


4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


ilUMlLITY 


213 


484 


C     M. 


1  O  NOT  lo  fill  the  mouth  of  fame 
My  longing  soul  is  stirred: 
But  give  me  a  diviner  name; 
Cull  mc  thy  servant,  Lord! 


Xo  longer  would  my  soul  be  known 
As  uncontrolled  and  free; 

O,  not  mine  own!  O,  not  mine  own! 
Lord,  I  bclonir  to  thee. 


3  Thy  servant— me  thy  servant  choose, 
Nought  of  thy  claim  abate! 
The  glorious  name  I  would  not  lose, 
Xor  change  the  sweet  estate. 


4  In  life,  in  death,  on  earth,  in  heav'n, 
This  is  the  name  for  me; 
And  be  the  same  dear  title  given 
Through  all  eternity. 


UENDOX. 


7s. 


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I         .  1         I 

Lord,  for- ev- cr  at  thy  side  Let  my  place  and  por-tion  be;  Strip  me  of  the 


^ 1 tp_pr_  J: 1  _i:p_p_£^[:.  _te-l- 


.J \ 

-^bVb — ^- 

I '- — --•  u — ^- — v^w-^o^- — o'^—Q- 

of  pride;  Clothe  me  with  hu  -  mil  -  i  -   ty,  Clothe  me  with  hu- mil  -  i  -  ty. 


-5— B-Fp — a— F&Mb— g-Fg-»-g-F^— ^FD-fF 


liiiPiiiiiWiiMlo 


485 


<s. 


1  LOUD,  for  ever  at  thy  side 
Let  my  place  and  portion  be; 
Strip  me  of  the  robe  of  pride; 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 


-  Meekly  may  my  feoul  receive 
All  thy  i5pirit  hath  revealed; 
Thou  ha<t  spoken;  I  believe, 
Thc'iiL'h  the  oracle  be  scaled. 


3  Humble  as  a  little  child, 

Weaned  from  the  mother's  breast; 
By  no  subtleties  beguiled, 
On  thy  faithful  word  I  rest. 


4  Israel,  now  and  evermore 

In  the  Lord,  Jehovah,  trust; 
Him  in  all  his  ways  adore. 
Wise,  and  powerful,  and  just. 


14 


VUS  DKK. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 
JOY. 

M. 


^l^^i^fi^iilE^ili^^f^Sif 


1  My    God,    the  spring    of     al'      my   joys,     The     life     o  f     my     dc  -  lights 


^ 


Jj-i»: 


-^■":s?-tEl; 


Sgi^iiiiilsiilp^iit 


l^fg^il^Sl^ma 


-G- 


TLc    glo  -  ry      of     my    bright  -  est    dnys    The     com  -  fort     of     my    nights. 


486 


C.    M. 


In  darlvcst  shades,  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun; 
'i'hou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star 

And  Ihou  my  rising  sun. 


The  op'ning  heavens  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 

While  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 


4  My  .soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  trnnsporting  word, 
And  run  with  joy  tlie  shining  way 
To  meet  my  dearest  Lord. 


487 


C.    M. 


2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
Has  placed  his  chief  delight; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  bv  nis;ht. 


3  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 
Shall  his  profession  shine; 
While  fruits  of  holiness  appear 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 


4  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust; 
What  vain  designs  they  form  I 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chair  before  the  storm. 


5  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 
Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ,  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 


!•  BLESST)  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place  ;C  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 
WhiMC  sinners  love  to  meet,  j         His  heart  approves  it  well; 

Who  fears  to  tread  their  wick<'d  way?.        i     Cut  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
And  hutes  the  scofTer's  seat.  '  I         Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 


JOY 


EOWI>EY 


1  O  how    hap  -  py  arc  they  Who  their  Sav-ior  o  -  bey  And  have  laid  up- their 

2  This  SM  ect  comfort  is  mine,  Since  the  fav  -  vor  di  -  vine    I  have  found  in  the 


lii^^liilMttliliilii 


giSI 


treas-uro3   a-bove!     Tongue    can  -  not  ex  -  press  The  sweet  com-fort  and  peace 
blood   of  the  Laaibl  Since  the  truth   I     be-lieved   "What    a     joy     I     received, 


r-  F-  -r  -r  f-  fL_"-  -^ 


-F- 


:_cp; 


iiiii^gg^iii^ 


Of 


in     Its   ear  -  \\  -  est  love.  Of 


soul 


its    ear  -  li  -  est  love! 


What  a   hcav  -  en    in    Je  -  sus'  blest  name,  What  a  heav-en  in    Jc  -  sus'  blest  name  I 


mw^Mmm^m 


!  -f- 


^FF-F- 


fm 


488 


P.    M. 


'T  is  a  lipaven  Ixlow  my  Rpdecmer  to  know, 
And  the  angels  can  <\o  nothing  more 

Tlian  to  fall  at  his  feet,  and  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore  I 


h  0  tho  rapturous  hight  of  that  }ioIy  delight, 
Which  I  find  in  the  lifo-giving  blood  I 
Of  my  Savior  poRsessed,  I  am  perfectly  hJog»wd, 
Ueing  filled  with  tho  fnlnesn  of  God  I 


t  Jesus  all  lh«i  day  long  is  my  joy  and  my  t-ong ; 
O  that  all  to  his  refuge  may  fly  ! 
He  has  loved  me,  I  cried,  he  has  suffered  and  died 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  I  I 


Now  my  remnant  of  days  I  will  Kj.end  toliirttMaise 
Who  has  died  mo  from  sin  to  redeem  ; 

M'hether  many  or  few,  all  my  years  are  hi**  «hi« ; 
They  shall  all  bo  devoted  to  hitii 


On  tho  wings  of  his  love  T  am  carried  above 
All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 

O  why  should  I  grieve,  while  on  hira  I  believe! 
0  why  should  1  sorrow  again 


8  What  a  mony  is  this?  what  a  luavon  of  LMsh! 
How  unspeakably  happy  am  I ! 
Gathered  into  the  fold,  with  bclieTors  enroTleil — 
With  believers  tu  live  and  to  die  ! 


24G 


ALIDA.       C. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 
M.     D. 


mMMiW^mmm^M^m 


for  -  giv'nl 


-m-  ^    -m- 


0 — ♦ — 1^ 

1  How  hap  -  py     ev'  -  ry  child    of   grace,   Who  knows  his  sins 

This  earth,  he  cries,    is     not      my  place;     I    [Omit 

/).  C.  The  land  of    rest,    the  saints  do  -  light,  The  [Omit 

i*^  -^-  _-^-    -^    f-  _iq-  _-^   f-  ■»"^i  f  _^.<) 

I 1 — r-1 -^' ' — ^-'— ^  I 1 1 h-^P^ 

/HI  II    i-^'"'!         I        I h  I        I       i_       I         II     b I    1^ 

(  -  ,  ,      ,     - 

seek  my  place  in  heav'n.   A  country  far  from  mortal  sight;  Yet,  O,    by  faith  I    see 
bieav'n  prepared  for  me. 

489  C.   M. 

2  O,  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours!  We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay,  Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 

We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  pow'rs.        And  with  his  glorious  presence  bore, 

An.d  antedate  that  day.  I         Our  eartheru  vessels  filled. 


liS^g^ifgilfipE 


PORTUGAL.       L.       M. 


J=b=: 


"\    r 


iSiSsJig? 


o  ^:--# 


1  Lord,  how  se  -  cure  and  blest  are  they  Who  feel  the  joys   of  pardoned  sin! 


-•-.♦:-•- ' 


0   0^     I 


■^ 


:rrrJ3H-ir4   ' 


I  I  I 

Should  fltornis  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea,  Their  minds  havehcav'n  and  peace  within. 


m^^Sf^^^m^m 


JOY. 


247 


490 


L.    M. 


The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Theirnightly  minutes  gently  move. 

Quick  as  their  thoughts,  their  joys  come  on, 
But  tly  not  half  so  swift  away; 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon. 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 


4  How  oft  they  to  th'  heavenly  hills. 

Where  groves  of  living  ])leasure  grow! 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys. 

But  spend  the  day  and  share  the  night 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys 

That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight, 


491 


C.    M. 


1  HOW  happy  is  the  Christian's  state, 
His  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heaven. 

1  Though  in  the  rugged  path  of  life, 
He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh, 
Yet  trusting  in  his  God,  he  linds 
Deliv'ring  grace  is  nigh. 

3  If  to  prevent  his  M-and'ring  steps, 

He  feels  the  chast'ning  rod. 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

4  And  when  the  welcome  message  comes 

To  call  his  soul  away. 
His  soul  in  rapture  shall  ascend 
To  everlasting  dav. 


492 


C.    M. 


1  JOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 
In  nature's  barren  soil: 
All  we  can  boast  'till  Christ  we  know. 
Is  vanit  v  and  toil. 


But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 
And  made  his  glories  known, 

There  fruits  of  heav'nly  joy  and  peace 
Are  found,  and  there  alone. 

A  bleeding  Savior,  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  i)ard'ning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death. 

Give  joys  like  those  above. 

To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  vail, 
To  know  that  God  is  mme, 

Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable,  divine. 

These  are  the  joys  that  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  the  mind; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 

No  more,  believers,  mourn  your  lot, 

But  if  you  are  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  them  that  know  him  not, 

Such  joys  as  earth  affords. 


493 


L.    M. 


1  O,  SWEETLY  breathe  the  lyres  above, 

When  angels  touch  the  quiv'ring  string, 
And  wake,  to  chant  Imraanuel's  love. 
Such  strains  as  angel-lips  can  sing! 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell, 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome. lays; 
When  pardoned  souls  theirrapturcs  tell. 
And,  grateful,  hymn  Immauuers  praise. 

3  Jesus,  thy  name  our  souls  adore; 

We  own  the  bond  that  makes  us  thine; 
And  carnal  joys,  that  charmed  before. 
For  thy  dear  sake  we  now  resign. 

4  Our  hearts,  by  d3'ing  love  subdued 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  today; 

Beneath  the  cross,  with  blood  bedewed. 

We  bow,  and  give  ourselves  away. 

5  In  thee  we  trust — on  thee  rely: 

Though  we  are  feeble,  thou  art  strong. 
O,  keep  us  till  our  spirits  tly 

To  join  the  bright  immortal  throng. 


LM8 

494 


II.    M. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 

(LENOX.     Page  89.) 


1  l^EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King, 

Your  God  and  King  adore; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore: 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice; 
Uejoice;  again  1  say,  rejoice! 
"2  Jesus  the  Savior  reigns. 

The  God  of  truth  and  love, 
AVhen  he  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  tdok  his  scat  above; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice; 
Kejoice;  again  I  say,  rejoice. 
3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven, 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Arc  to  our  Jesus  given; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice; 
Rejoice;  again  I  say,  rejoice. 


4  lie  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet: 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice; 

Rejoice;  again  I  say,  rejoice, 

5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell. 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy; 
And  every  bosom  swell. 

With  pure  seraphic  joy; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice; 
Rejoice;  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up. 

To  their  eternal  home; 
AV^e  soon  shall  hear  th'  arch-angel's  voice; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice. 


JUSTIF;pATION. 


GALILEE. 


M. 


I  I  <^7>  I  ) .    I 

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1  Who  shall  the  Lord's  e  -  lect  condemn?  'T  is  God  that  jus  -  ti  -  fies  their  souls; 

-§-  s^ 

And  mer  -  cy,    like     a   might  -  y  stream,  O'er  all   their  sins    di  -  vine  -  Jy  rolls. 


z:^:_[::i=i=^— §:[:^z=^izi^r|:^[::^=i— ^— p=[: 


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495 


L     M. 


AVHO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 

'T  is  God  that  justilics  their  souls; 
And  meriy,  like  a  mighty  stream. 

O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell? 

'T  is  Christ  that  sulTered  in  their  stead; 
And  their  salvation  to  fulfill. 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 


He  lives!  he  lives  and  sits  above, 

For  ever  interceding  there; 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 

Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair? 

Shall  persecution  or  distress. 

Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 

He  that  hath  loved  us.   bears  us  through. 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 


JUSTICE. 


249 


SILOAM. 


M. 


1  Come,    let     "us  search   our    "svays   and   sec:  Have  they  been  just  aud  right? 

2  "What  we  -would   have  our  neigh.  -  bor  do,   Have    we*  still  done  the  same? 


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due  "Which,  -we   from    oth  - 


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496 


C.    M. 


;^>  Do  we,  in  all  wc  sell  or  buy, 
Integrity  maintain? 
And.  knowing  God  is  always  nigh, 
Renounce  unrighteous  gain? 

4  Then  may  we  raise  our  modest  prayer 
To  God  the  just  and  kind; 
^lay  humbly  cast  on  him  our  care, 
And  hope  his  grace  to  find. 

497    8s  &  7s.    (JAXESVILLE.  Page  252.) 

1  TELL  me  not,  in  mournful  numbers, 

Lile  is  but  and  empty  dream: 
F«ir  the  soul  is  dead  that  slumbers, 
And  things  are  not  what  they  seem 

2  Life  is  real!  life  is  earnest! 

And  the  grave  is  not  its  goal, 

Dust  thou  art,  to  dust  returnest, 

"Was  not  spoken  of  the  soul! 

3  Not  enjoyment,  and  not  sorrow, 

Is  our  destined  end  and  way; 
But  to  act,  that  each  to-morrow 
Find  us  farther  than  to-day. 

4  Lives  of  true  men  all  remind  us 

We  can  make  our  lives  sublime, 
And,  departing,  leave  behind  us 
Footprints  on  the  sands  of  time; 


I  o  Footprints  which  perhaps  another, 
j         Sailing  o'er  life's  solemn  main, 
j     A  forlorn  and  shipwrecked  brother 
j         Seeing,  shall  take  heart  again. 

G  Let  us,  then,  be  up  and  doing, 

AVith  a  heart  for  any  fate; 
i     Still  achieving,  still  pursuing, 
!         Learn  to  labor  and  to  wait. 


498 


C.    M. 


1  LORD,  lead  the  way  the  Savior  went, 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure. 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 
I         AVho  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 

I     "We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
"Would  seek  the  desolate. 

'  3  For  thou  bast  placed  us  side  by  side 
i  In  this  wide  world  of  ill; 

And,  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried. 
The  poor  aie  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offrings  we  can  make 
1         Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Savior's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 


2"i0 

499 


L.     M. 


CIIHISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 

(iiAMLEK.    Page  248.) 


1  BLEST  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move, 
Aud  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor: 
"Whose  soul  by  sympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-saints  endure. 


2  His  hejirt  contrives  for  their  relief, 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do; 
He  in  the  time  of  general  grief. 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too. 


3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head. 
When  drouth,  and  pestilence,  and  death 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 


4  Or  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiven, 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heaven. 


BOYLSTON'.       S.       M. 


1  A  charge     to 


keep       I       have,       A 

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00  s    M 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 


2  To  serve  Iho  jirosent  age, 
My  calling  to  fulfill, 
(»  may  it  all  my  jiowers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 


3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care. 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 
And  thy  poor  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 


Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely, 

Assured,  if  1  my  trust  betray 
A  second  death  I'll  die. 


LABOR  AND  SYMPATHY. 


251 


MAKLOW 


C.       M. 


L,  1 I ^1  I I  _•  J  I  I I  


1  My  drow  -  sy   pow'rs,  Mhy  sleep  ye     so?       A  -  wake    uiy    slug -glsh  soul! 

2  The     lit    -  tie     ants    for      one    poor  grain,  La  -  bor,     and  tug,  and  strive; 


m^^^^m^ 


Koth-ing  has   half   thy   -n-ork    to      do,       Yet  noth  -  ing's   halt     so     dull. 
Yet   we   who    have    a  heav'n   t'  ob  -  tain,  How    Dcg   -   li  -  gent    we     live! 

— g-n-a' — J J — ^    r-^— -S — -«--r-'«-r-J 1*-  ~^-—<-r-P:-rr 


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501  C.    M. 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We,  for  whom  God's  own  Son  came  down, 

And  labored  for  our  good; 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  He  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts V 
Come,  holy  Dove!  from  th'  heavenly  hill 
And  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 

0  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move, 
Upward  our  soul  shall  rise: 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 


502  ^Is  «fe  10s.  (ST.  MICHAELS.  Page  217. 

1  O  ITE  whom  Jc^ns  Inved  lian  Imlj  gpoken, 

The  holier  worship  which  Oi^l  deigus  to  bless. 
Restores  the  h>8t  and  lieals  ihe  f-pirit  broken, 
And  teeda  the  widow  and  the  latherJess. 

2  Then,  brother  man,  fold  to  thy  heart  thy  brother  t 

For  where  lore  dwells,  the  i>eace  of  God  is  there; 
T<»  worship  rightly  is  to  h  ve  each  other  ; 

Each  aniile  a  bjmn,  each  kindly  deed  a  prayer 


h- 


3  Follow  with  rey'rent  steps,  the  great  example, 

Of  him  whose  holy  work  was  doing  good  ; 
So  shall  the  wide  earth  seem  our  Father's  temple. 
Each  loving  life  a  Psalm  of  gratitude. 

4  Thus  shall  all  shackles  fall ;  Ihe  stormy  clangor 

Ot  wild  war-music  o'er  the  earth  siiiifl  cease  ; 
Love  shall  tread  out  tlie  baleful  fires  of  anger. 
And  iu  its  ashes  plant  the  tree  of  peace. 

503  S    M. 

1  LABORERS  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  gird  you  for  the  toil;  . 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline. 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore; 
And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine. 
Dispense  your  hallowed  lore. 

3  Urge  with  a  tender  zeal, 

The  erring  child  along 
AVhere  peaceful  congregations  kneel, 
And  pious  teachers  throng. 

4  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 

With  prayer  your  constant  guest, 
And  wrap  the  Saviors  changeless  love 
A  mantal  round  your  breast. 

5  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 

That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 


252  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 

JANESVILLE.       8s  &  7s. 

1  On-ward,  Chris-tian,  though  the  le-giou  Where  thou  art  be  drear  and    lone! 

-(•-  -m-   -m-    -m' 

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mMm^^^^^'MM^mmMi 


God    has     set      a      guar  -  dian    le  -  gion    Ycr    -    y  neai  thee — press  thou  on! 

0         0         -\—        0         0        T~        T'       "1~_    "■: .  "■■        •         #  Q_ 


504 


8s  &  7s. 


505 


8s  & 


2  Listen,  Christian,  their  Hosanna 
Kolleth  o'er  thee — "God  is  love' 
AVritc  upon  the  red-cross  banner, 
"Upward  ever — heavens  above." 


By  the  thorn-road,  and  none  other, 
Is  the  mount  of  vision  won, 

Tread  it  without  shrinking  brother! 
Jesus  trod  it — press  thou  on. 


1  WE  arc  living,  we  arc  dwelling 
In  a  grand  and  awful  lime — 
In  an  age  on  ages  telling: 
To  be  livin2r  is  sublime. 


2  Hark!  the  onset!  will  ye  fold  your 
Faith-clad  arms  in  lazy  lockV 
Up!  O,  up!  thou  drowsy  soldier; 
Worlds  arc  charffiusx  to  the  shock. 


4  Be  this  world  the  wiser,  stronger, 
For  thy  life  of  pain  and  peace; 
While  it  needs  thee,  O,  no  longer, 
Pray  thou  for  thy  quick  release. 


Pray  thou,  Christian,  daily,  rather. 
That  thou  be  a  faithful  son; 

By  the  i)ray('r  of  Jesus— "thither, 
Not  my  will,  but  thine,  be  done!" 


3  Worlds  are  charging,  heaven  beholding; 
Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  fight; 
Now,  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding. 
On!  right  onward  for  the  right. 


4  On!  let  all  the  soul  within  you 

For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad: 
1  Strike!  let  every  nerve  and  sinew 
i         Tell  on  ages— tell  for  God. 


LOVE. 


2->S 


liAVA.       I..       M. 


1  'Tis  not 

2  Love    is 


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the  skill    of 
my  Icach-cr; 

:&  "    * 


hu  -  man  art,  Which  gives  me  pow'r  my  God  to  know; 
he  can    tell  The   -won-ders  that  he  learnt  a-bove: 


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L.    M. 

Lore  is  my  l^Iaater :   when  it  breaks. 
The  morning  light,  with  rising  ray, 

To  thee,  0  God    my  spirit  wakes. 
And  love  instructs  it  all  the  day. 

PEORIA.      C.      M. 


sons    of      the  heart  Come  not  from  in- stru- meats  be 
ter  knows  so  well; 'T  is  love   a  -  lone  can   tell     of 

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4  And  when  the  gleams  of  day  retire. 

And  midnight  spreads  its  dark  control, 
Love's  secret  whispers  still  inspire 
Their  holy  lessons  in  tho  soul. 


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1  Do  I        not        love        thee,        O        my    Lonl  ?        Bo    -     hold      my      heart      and        see ; 

2  Is  not        thy      name        me    -    lo  -  dious   still  To        mine        at    -    ten    -    tive        ear? 

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Ha.*!  tlion  a  L.imT»  in  all  thy  flock 
I  would  diftdain  to  fred  ? 

II.afit  thou  a  (be  berore  wliii«e  fare 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  ]>lpa'l  ? 


That      dares       to 
My       Sav    -    ior's 


I 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood  5  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,deare8t  Lord; 
In  honor  of  tliy  name?  But  O  !  I  long  to  hOar 

.\nd  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death    Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame!  And  learn  to  love  tbe©  more.  " 


>54 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EX.UIPLE. 


508  L.    M. 

1  HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 

Like  tinkling  brass — an  empty  sound. 

2  "Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 


3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name: 

•1  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain: 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal. 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfill. 


DUANE  STREET.      L.      M.      D. 


1  Theransomedspirit  toherhome,  The  clime  of  cloudless  beauty  flie8;Nomoie  on  stormy 


eagfii^si^apii^tllilg 


=t3H5 


seas  to  roam,  She  hails  her  ha  •  ven  in  the  skies 


But  cheerless  are  those  heav'nly  fields  that 


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a 


cloudless  clime  no  pleasure  yields  There  is  no  bliss  in  bow'rs  above,  If  thou  art  absent,  holy  love! 

«'-^-(^- J  P2-4H^f  ffiff  zf z^.«i:gz^z^F2  pf^^^ 


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509 


L.    M.    D. 


The  cherub  near  the  viewless  throne 

Smiteth  the  harp  with  trembling  hand; 
And  one  with  incense  lire  hath  fiown, 

To  touch  with  flame  the  angel-band-, 
But  tuneless  is  the  quiv'ring  string; 

No  melody  can  Gabriel  bring; 
Mute  are  his  arches,  when  above 

The  hari)s  of  heaven  wake  not  to  love! 


Earth,  sea  and  sky,  one  language  speak. 

In  harmony  that  soothes  the  soul; 
'T  is  heard  when  scarce  the  zephyrs  wake, 

And  when  on  thunders  thunders  roll: 
That  voice  is  heard,  and  tumults  cease- 

It  whispers  to  the  bosom  peace; 
Speak,  thou  Inspirer,  from  above, 

And  cheer  our  hearts,  celestial  Love! 


1 


LOVE. 


255 


DORCAS.       r.       M. 


tili3^!i^^iE 


Their  faith  and  zeal    de  -  clare; 
Nor     is    pro  -  vokcd  in    haste; 


■         ■         #         #-       ^        - 


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past. 


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M, 


Malice  and  rage,  those  tire^  of  hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  tongue; 

Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong. 

She  ne'er  desires  nor  seeks  lo  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time, 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 

Xor  envies  those  that  climb. 


>11 


C.    M. 


OUR  God  is  love;  and  all  his  saints 

His  image  bear  below: 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 

With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 

Can  live  at  enmity; 
Then  may  we  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  loved  by  thee. 

Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 
Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 

With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 


i  4  So  may  the  unbelieving  world 
j         See  how  true  Christians  love; 
And  glorify  our  Savior's  grace, 
And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

512  "s.     (WARNER.     Page  257.) 

;      1  SAVIOR!  teach  me,  day  by  day. 
Love's  sweet  lessons  to  obey; 
Sweeter  lessons  cannot  be, 

'         Loving  him  who  first  loved  me 

2  With  a  child-like  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  Ihy  grace; 
Learning  how  to  live  from  thee 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — 
In  obedience  all  her  joy; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be. 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  nu  • 

5  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe; 
Singing,  till  thy  face  I  sec, 
Of  his  love  who  first  loved  me 


2.-)0 


CHRISTIAN  JAFK  AND  EXAMPLE. 


513  I-    >i 

1  IIAPPV  the  mock,  whoso  gontle  breast, 

Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys' OQ  earth  celestial  day. 

2  Ilis  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting; 

No  jars  his  peaceful  tent  invade; 


He  rests  beneath  th'  Almight's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none — of  none  afraid. 

Spirit  of  grace!  all  meek  and  mild, 

Inspire  our  hearts — our  souls  possess; 

Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us,  as  we  aim  to  bless. 


OBEDIENCE. 


514        C.     M.     (PEOiUA.     Page25:V) 

1  Tir  importance  of  a  sacred  rite 

Depends  upon  the  Lord; 
For  he's  a  being  infinite, 
And  awful  is  his  word. 

2  If  he  a  trifle  shall  command 

His  creatures  to  fulfill, 
'T  is  not  a  trifle  to  withstand 
Or  counteract  his  will. 

3  Adam  might  think  the  thing  but  small, 

And  ventured  to  transgress; 
But  it  produced  a  dreadful  fall, 
To  all  the  human  race. 


4  These  may  appear  but  little  things 
To  do,  or  not  to  do; 
But  see  what  grievous  evil  springs 
When  not  attended  to. 
o  Our  business  is  to  learn  to  know 
Our  great  Redeemer's  will, 
And  with  alacrity  to  go 
His  pleasure  to  fulfill. 
6  Whether  the  thing  be  great  or  small, 
It  matters  not  to  us; 
He  is  the  Potter,  and  we  all 
Are  vessels  for  his  use. 


LEX  A.       R.       M. 


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1  Love     is       the 

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heaven  -  ly    road.    And    nei 


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ther    faints    nor    tires; 


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The  Chris  -  tian  serves  the    God      he    loves,   And  loves    the    God      he    knows. 
That  gen'  -  rous  love  which  warms  his  breast,   With    for  -  ti  -  tude    in  -  spires. 


515  S.    M. 


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o  No  burden  seems  so  great. 
No  task  so  hard  appears, 
But  this  he  cheerfully  performs, 
And'that  he  meekly  bears. 


4  May  love — that  shining  grace, 
O'er  all  my  powers  preside; 
Direct  my  thoughts,  suggest  my  words, 
And  every  action  guide! 


OBEDIENCK. 


WARNER.       7S. 


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1  "VN'hcn    we   can 

2  Thousrh  the  sea 


not    see    our  "way,    Let     us    trust   and    still    o  -  bey; 
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3  Though  it  seems  the  gloom  of  night. 
Though  we  see  no  ray  of  light; 
Since  the  Lord  himself  is  there, 
'T  is  not  meet  that  we  should  fear 

WARE.      L.      M. 


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4  Js'ight  with  him  is  never  night, 
Where  he  is  there  all  is  light; 
When  he  calls  us,  why  delay? 
They  are  happy  who  obey. 


-♦-  -♦-  -♦-    ^   ^- 

1  Patience!  O,  what  a  grace  di  -  vine!  S' 


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what  a  grace  di  -  vine!  Sent  from  the  pow'r  of  God  and  love. 


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H7„.       ,  L.    M. 

2  By  patience  we  cerenely  bear 

Tbe  troubles  cf  our  mortal  state. 
And  wait  contented  our  dimrliarge. 
Nor  think  our  f,\ury  comeji  tcm  late. 

3  Though  we,  in  full  t-eni-ation,  ff-el 

The  weipiit,  the  wound,  our  Go<l  orJaint, 
We«niile  amid  our  ht^viest  woen. 
And  triumph  iu  our  6har{>est  pains. 


4  0,  for  this  grace !  to  aid  us  on. 

And  arm  with  forftude  the  breast, 
Till  life's  tuuiiiltuoua  voyage  o'er-- 
We  reach  the  bhores  of  endless  rest ! 

5  Faith  Into  virion  ehall  resign; 

Hope  shall  in  full  fruition  die; 
And  patience  in  possession  end 

In  the  bright  worbls  of  bliss  on  high. 


258 


AINCOURT. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 

L.       M. 


mmmmmiM 


-0-     0-  I  I 

1  When  groves  by  moonlight  silence  keep,  And  winds  the  vex-ed  waves  re-lease, 
'2  When     in  -  fan  -  cy     at    ev'-ning  tries,   By  turns  to  climb  each  parent's  knees, 


And  fields  are  hushed,  and  cit  -  ies  sleep — Lord,   is    not 
And  gaz  -  iug,   meets  their  raptured  eyes;  Lord,   is    not 


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that  the  hour  of  peace? 
that  the  hour  of  peace? 


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518  L-    M. 

3  In  golden  pomp,  when  autumn  smiles. 

And  hill  and  dale,  its  rich  increase 
By  man's  full  barns,  exultins:  piles; 
Lord,  is  not  that  the  hour  of  peace? 

4  When  mercy  points  where  Jesus  pleads, 

And  faith  beholds  thine  anger  cease, 
And  hope  to  black  despair  succeeds: 
This,  Father,  this  alone  is  peace! 

519  C    M. 

1  THE  world  can  neither  give  nor  take, 

Nor  can  they  comprehend, 
The  peace  of  God,  which  Christ  has  bought, 
The  peace  which  knows  no  end. 

2  The  burning  bush  was  not  consumed 

While  God  remained  there; 
The  three,  when  Jesus  made  the  fourth, 
Found  fire  as  soft  as  air. 

3  God's  furnace  doth  in  Zion  stand; 

But  Ziou's  God  sits  by. 
As  the  refiner  views  his  gold, 
With  an  observant  eye. 

4  Ills  thoughts  are  high,  his  love  is  Avise, 

His  wounds  a  cure  intend; 
And  though  he  docs  not  always  smile, 
He  loves  unto  the  end. 

520  L.   M. 

1  JLM)  I  a  throne  above  the  rest. 

Where  angels  and  archangels  dwell, 


One  sin,  unslain,  within  my  breast, 
Would  make  that  heaven  as  dark  as  hell. 

2  The  pris'ner  sent  to  breathe  fresh  air. 

And  blessed  with  liberty  again. 
Would  mourn  were  he  condemned  to  wear 
One  link  of  all  his  former  chain. 

3  But  O!  no  foe  invades  the  bliss 

When  glory  crowns  the  Christian's  head; 
One  view  of  Jesus  as  he  is, 

Will  strike  all  sin  for  ever  dead. 

521  L     M. 

1  GREAT  author  of  th'  immortal  mind! 
For  noblest  tho'ts  and  views  designed, 
Make  me  ambitious  to  express 

The  image  of  thy  holiness. 

2  While  I  thy  boundless  love  admire. 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire; 

Thus  shall  my  heavenly  birth  be  known, 
And  for  thy  child  thou  wilt  me  own. 

3  Father,  I  see  thy  sun  arise 

To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enimies; 

And,  when  thy  rain  from  heav'n  descends, 

Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine 
INIy  moral  powers  by  grace  refine: 
So  shall  I  feel  another's  woe. 

And  cheerful  feed  an  hungry  foe. 

5  1  hope  for  pardon  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done; 
O  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me. 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee. 


THE  CIIKlJSTLVN  PILGRIMAGE. 


.1'.) 


KVAN. 


r.      M. 


1  Teach  me  yet 

2  O     tell    me 


more   of 
oit  -  en 


thy  blest  ways,   Tbou  ho  -  jy  Lamb  of  God; 
of    each  wound,   Of    eve  -  ry  grief  and  pain; 


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and    root      me        in       the     grace     JSo     dear  -  ly  bought  with  blood, 
my    heart    with     joy    con  -  fess,   From  whence  comes  all   my    gain. 


>22  c.   M. 

For  this,  O  may  I  freely  count 

AVhate'er  I  have  but  loss; 
And  every  name,  and  every  thing, 

Compared  with  thee,  but  dross. 
Engrave  this  deeply  on  my  heart 

AVith  an  eternal  pen: 
That  I  may,  in  some  small  degree, 

Return  thy  love  again. 

i23  C.    M 

LORD,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 

That  yields  us  no  supply — 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 

No  streams  of  living  joy! 
Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze; 

But  we  march  upward  still. 
Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 

And  press  to  Zions  hill. 
See  the  kind  angels,  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  us  to  come; 
There  Jesus,  the  Forerunner,  waits 

To  welcome  travelers  home. 
There,  on  the  green  and  flow'ry  mount. 

Our  weary  souls  shall  sit, 
And  with  transporting  joy  recount 

The  labors  of  our  feet. 
Eternal  glory  to  the  King 

AVhose  hand  conducts  us  through; 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing. 

And  endless  praise  renew. 


1 524  C.    M. 

1  WHAT  poor,  despised  company 

Of  travelers  are  these, 
Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way 
Along  the  rugged  maze. 

2  Ah!  these  are  of  a  royal  line. 

All  children  of  a  King; 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine. 
And,  lo!  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they,  then,  appear  so  mean. 

And  why  so  much  despised? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes,  unseen. 
The  world  is  not  apprised. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor  distressed. 

And  lacking  daily  bread; 
O!  they're  of  "boundless  wealth  possessed, 
AV'ith  hidden  manna  fed? 

5  But  why  keep  they  the  narrow  road, 

That  rugged,  thorny  maze? 
AVhy,  that's  the  way  their  leader  trod; 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways.  •   • 

6  Why  must  they  shun  that  pleasant  path 

That  worldlings  love  so  well? 
Because  that  is  the  way  to  death; 
The  open  road  lo  hell. 

7  What!  is  there  then  no  other  road      :  . 

To  Salem's  happy  ground? 

Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 

None  other  can  be  found. 


2»;o 


CIIIilSTIAN  LIFJ:  AND  EXAMPLE. 
PRAYER. 


HEBRON. 


M. 


2^liE^ 


1  Aud  doslthou  say,  *'Ask  what  thou  wiltV"  Lord.  I  would  seize  the  gol-den  hour: 


\  ^  i^  ^  ^  ^ 

Si/  Si/ 

I    i)ray     to      be      re-leased  from  guilt,  And  fr(!ed  from  sin's  pol  -  hit  -  luff  power. 

I  I  ^Tv        i  r  ^^ 


525 


L.    M. 


-  More  of  thy  presence.  Lord,  impart; 
More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear; 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

3  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  sealed. 

And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength, 
O  he  thy  boundless  love  revealed 

In  all  its  highl,  and  breadth,  and  length 

4  Gtaut  these  requests— I  ask  no  more, 

Hut  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign; 
Sick,  or  in  health,  or  rich,  or  poor, 
All  shall  be  well,  if  thou  art  mine. 


Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 

And  let  the  angry  powers  of  helL 
Assault  m)'. soul  in  every  part. 


4  Yea  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seemed 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe; 
Crossed  all  the  fair  designs  I  schemed, 
Blasted  my  hopes,  and  laid  me  low. 


'Lord,  why  is  this,"  I  trembling  cried — 
"Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death: 

'T  is  in  this  way  "  the  Lord  replied, 
''I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith  " 


526 


L.     M. 


I  ASKED  the  Loid  that  T  might  grow 
in  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace; 

-Might  more  of  his  solvation  know. 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 


I  hoped  that  in  some  favored  hour 
At  once  he'.djmswer  my  request; 

And  by  his  love's  constraining  power, 
Subdue  Hiy  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 


G  "These  inward  tiials  I  employ, 

From  self,  and  i)ride,  to  set  thee  free; 
And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 
That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  In  mc.  ' 


OOXOLOGY.    L     M 

To  God  the  Father.  God  the  Son, 
And  God  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
He  honor,  jiraise,  and  glory  giveii 
Rv  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heavea 


PKAYER. 


261 


CALM.       8S  &   4S. 


1  My  God!  is      a  -  ny     hour    so   sweet,  From  blush  of  morn  to  cve-ning  star, 

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As   that  Mhich  calls  me   to      thy     feet,    The  hour  of  prayer?  The  hour  of  praj'cr? 


527 


8s&4s. 


1  MY  God!  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 

From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  star, 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet, 
The  hour  of  prayer? 


2  Blest  is  the  tranquil  Lour  of  morn. 
And  blest  the  hour  of  solemn  eve, 
"When  on  the  wincrs  of  prayer  upborn, 
The  world  1  leave. 


Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed. 
Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forcrivcn; 
Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude 
AVith  hopes  of  heaven. 


528      C.     M.     (PEORIA.     Page  262.) 

1  PRAY'ER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Vnuttered  or  expressed; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 


Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  'a  tear; 
The  tjpward  glancing  of  an  eye 

When  none  but  God  is  near 


Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 

The  Majesty  on  high. 


4  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief 
There  from  my  every  want  I  find; 
What  strength  for  warfarr,  balm  for  grief, 
What  peace  of  mind 


4  Pra^-er  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 
Keturning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say — "Behold,  he  prays." 


•J  Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear, 
My  spirit  seems  in  heaven  to  stay: 
And  e'en  the  penitential  tear 
Is  wiped  away 


Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death; 

He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 


202 


KORIA. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 
M. 


mmw^m 


'0O 
1  To    thee 


d: 


my    God,  whose  pres-ence  fills  The  earth,  and  seas,    aud  skies, 
2  Tioub-les    in    long    sue  -  ces  -  sion  roll;  Wave  rush  -  es     up    -   on    wave; 

♦       o      ♦    J"*-   ♦      1^-  -I-   ■?-      ♦      -^    ^-    /*-    ♦      -?- 


~0' 

I  I  :  I 

To  thee,  whose  name,  whose  heart    is    love,  With     all 

!Pit  -    y,       O       pit    -    y       my      dis  -  tress!  The    child, 


mi"  pow'rs     I     rise, 
thy    sup  -  pliant,  save! 


529  c.    M. 

3  O  bid  the  roanng  tempest  cease-, 

Or  give  me  strength  to  bear 

Whate'er  thy  holy  will  appomts, 

And  save  me  from  despair! 

4  To  thee,  my  God,  alone  I  look, 

On  thee  alone  confide; 
Thou  never  hast  deceived  the  soul 
That  on  thy  grace  relied. 

RETREAT.       L.       M. 


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5  Though  oft  thy  ways  are  wrapt  in  clouds 

Mysterious  and  unknown, 
Tr)ith,  righteousness,  and  mercy  stand 
The  pillars  of  thy  throne. 

6  Loud  hallelujahs  sing,  my  soul, 
To  thy  Kcdeemcr's  name; 

In  joy  and  sorrow,  life  and  death, 
His  love  IS  still  the  same. 


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IMtAYEH 


2G3 


530  l^    ^i 

2  There  is  a  ]>l;iee  v  here  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  ghiduess  on  our  heads; 
A  place  of  all  oa  earth  most  sweet — 
It  is  the  blood- bought  mercy-seat, 

0  There  is  a  scene,  where  spirits  blend, 
AVhere  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend, 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet, 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 


Ah!  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Hud  sufl^riug  saints  no  mercy-seat? 

There,  there  on  cagels'  wings  we  soar, 
Antl  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more; 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 


BOYLSTON. 


M. 


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1  I     want 


heart 


to 

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pray, 


To 


pray     and       nev 


cease; 


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531  S    M 

2  This  blessing  more  than  all, 

Always  to  pray  I  want, 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 
And  never,  never  faint. 

3  I  want  a  true  regard. 

A  single,  steady  aim- 
Unmoved  by  threat'ning  or  reward — 
To  thee  and  thy  great  name. 

4  A  jealous,  just  concern 

¥oT  thine  immortal  praise; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 
5  I  want  with  all  my  heart 

Thy  pleasure  to  fulfill; 
To  know  myself,  and  what  thou  art, 

And  what  thy  perfect  will. 
6  I  want  I  know  not  what; 

I  want  my  wants  to  see; 
I  want,  alas!  what  want  I  not. 

When  thou  art  not  in  me. 


stay,      Or     wish    my    sufT  -  rings   Jess. 

532  C.   M. 

1  LORD,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray, 

With  rev'rence  and  with  fear; 
Though  dust  and  ashes,  yet.wc  may. 
We  must  to  thee  draw  near 

2  W^e  come,  then,  God  of  grace,  to  thee! 

Give  broken,  contrite  hearts. 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  sec, 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

3  Give  deep  humility — the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give; 
A  strong  desiring  confidence 
To  see  thy  face  and  live. 

4  Give  faith  in  that  one  Sacrifice 

Which  can  for  sin  atone; 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes 
On  Christ— On  Christ  alone. 

5  Give  patience  still  to  wait  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay- 
Courage  our  famting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee  though  thou  slay. 


264 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 


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BVCA.       L.       M. 


1  What  various  liind'rances  we  meet   In    com-ing   to     a   mer-cy-seat ;  Yet  who  that 
2  Pray'r  makes  the  darkn'd  clouds  withdraw  Pray 'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw;  Gives  exer- 


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m   m_m      O'  m   0   m 


knows  the  worth  of  pray'r,  But  wishes  to  be  oft-en  there,    But  wish-es  to   be    oft  -  en  there, 
cise  to  faith  and  love — Gives  every  blessing  from  above,  Gives  eve-ry  bless-ing  from  a-bove. 


533 


L.    M. 


3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayermakes  the  Christian's  armor  bright; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 


4  "Were  half  the  breath  that's  vainly  spent, 
.To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 
Our  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
''Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me.'' 


534  L-    M. 

1  FATHER  of  faithful  Abrah'm,  hear 
Our  earnest  suit  for  Abraham's  seed; 
.Justly  they  claim  the  tenderest  prayer 
From  us,  adopted  in  their  stead. 


Outcast  from  thee,  and  scattered  wide 
Through  every  nation  under  heaven. 

Blaspheming  whom  they  crucified, 
Unsaved,  unpitied,  unforgiven. 


4  Come  then,  thou  great  Deliv'rer,  come; 
The  vail  from  Jacob's  heart  remove; 
0  bring  thine  ancient  people  home, 
And  let  them  know  thy  dying  love. 


535 


C.    3L 


'  1  THOU  great  First  Cause?  least  understood, 
j         In  every  clime  adored; 

We  all  know  this — that  thou  art  good, 
The  universal  Lord! 


-  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 
Still  in  the  right  to  stay; 
If  1  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 


3  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride 
Or  impious  discontent. 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied. 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 


3  But  hast  thou  finally  forsook. 
For  ever  cast  thine  own  away? 
"Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murd'rcrs  Umk 
On  him  Jhey  pierc'd,  and  weep  and  i)ray. 


4  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe. 
To  hide  the  fault  I  see; 
That  mercy  I  to  others  show. 
That  mercy  show  to  me. 


PRAYER. 


HEBER. 


C.       M. 


1  "When    A  brab'ni,  full  of      sa  -  crcd   awe,    Be  -  fore    Je  -  ho  -  vah    stood, 


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536 


C    M. 


1  WHEN  Abrah'm,  full  of  sacred  awe, 
Before  Jehovah  stood, 
And,  with  an  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued — 


537 


L.    M. 


GREAT  Lord,  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 
Thy  minister's  and  people's  prayer; 
Perfumed  by  thee,  O  may  it  rise, 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 


2  "With  what  success,  what  wondrous  grace 
Was  his  petition  crowned! 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  that  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 


And  could  a  single  pious  soul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain? 
Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  cry 

And  plead  with  thee  in  vain? 


4  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee 
Now,  as  in  ancient  times? 
Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 
Gomorrah  in  her  crimes? 


2  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace; 
Forgive  our  sins,  and  grant  us  peace; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  mflame 
AVith  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 


3  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live; 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 


4  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness; 
And  when  translated  to  the  skies. 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 


■>  Still  we  are  thine;  we  bear  thy  name; 
Here  yet  is  thine  abode; 
Long  has  thy  presence  blessed  our  land; 
Forsake  us  not,  O  God ! 


5  Thus  we  our  sujipliant  voices  raise. 
And,  weeping,  sow  the  seed  of  praise, 
In  humble  hoj^e  that  thou  wilt  hear 
The  minister's  and  the  j)eoi)le's  prayer. 


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538  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance. 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die; 
Lord,  revive  us! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee! 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent; 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 

LUTHER.       S.       M. 


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Let  each  one,  esteemed  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares; 
Lord,  revive  us! 

All  our  help  must  come  from  thee! 

Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 

And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh; 
Lord,  revive  us! 

All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


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539  s    M 

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Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 
AVON.       C.       M. 


I  4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear, 

,  Now  listen  to  our  cry: 

j  O,  come  and  bring  salvation  near! 

i  Our  souls  on  thee  rely 


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540  c.    M 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  bear; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  groan, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied. 
Since  he  for  sinners  intercedes 
Who  once  for  sinners  died. 

541  c.   M. 

1  O  HELP  us,  Lord!  each  hour  of  need, 

Thy  heavenly  succor  give; 
Help  us  in  thought  and  word  and  deed 
Each  hour  on  earth  to  live. 

2  O  help  us  when  our  spirits  bleed 

With  contrite  anguish  sore; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O  help  us,  Lord  the  more. 

5  O  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith. 

More  firmly  to  believe; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath. 

The  more  shall  he  receive. 
4  If  strangers  to  thy  fold  we  call. 

Imploring  at  thy  feet 
The  crumbs  that  from  thy  table  fall, 

'T  is  all  we  dare  entreat. 


15  But  be  it,  Lord  of  mercy,  all, 
So  thou  wilt  grant  but  this: 
The  crums  that  from  thy  table  fall 
Are  light  and  life  and  bliss. 

542  C.    M. 

1  O  LORD,  to  us,  assembled  here, 

Reveal  thy  smiling  face; 
"W^hile  we,  by  faith,  with  love  and  fear, 
Approach  a  throne  of  grace. 

2  Thy  house  is  called  a  house  of  prayer, 

A  solemn,  sacred  place; 
O  let  us  now  thy  presence  share, 

While  at  the  throne  of  grace. 
o  With  holy  boldness  may  we  come. 

Though  of  a  sinful  race; 
Thankful  to  find  there  yet  is  room 

Before  the  throne  of  grace. 

4  Thy  tender  pity  and  thy  love 

Our  every  fear  can  chase; 
And  all  our  helj),  we  then  shall  prove, 
Comes  from  the  throne  of  grace. 

5  We  bless  thee  for  thy  word  and  laws, 

We  bless  thee  for  th}'  peace; 
And  O,  we  bless  thee,  Lord,  because 
There  is  a  throne  of  grace. 


2(i8  CHRISTIAN 

543  C.     M. 

1  THERE  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 
Beneath  the  wing  of  night; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts, 
,  When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 
*-  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires, 
When  human  strength  gives  way; 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 
3  Tl\at  eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  throngs 
That  arm  upholds  the  sky; 


LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 

That  ear  is  filled  -with  angel  songs ; 
That  love  is  throned  on  high. 

4  But  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield 
I         When  mortal  aid  is  vain, 

That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach 
I         That  list'uing  car  to  gain. 

j  o  That  power  is  prayer,  which  soars  on  high, 
i         Through  Jesus,  to  the  throne; 

And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the  world 
To  bring  salvation  down! 


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him  -  self      has      bid      thee    pray.      There-fore   will   not     say     thee    nay. 


2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much- 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin. 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt. 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 

There  thy  blood  bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

While  T  am  a  pilgrim  here. 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 
As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 


C.    M. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul;  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on; 
A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'T  is  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high; 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye; — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  luster  boast. 
When  victor's  wreaths  and  monarch'sgems, 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 


LINcillAM. 


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Who   livedaud  walked  with  God,      Who  lived 

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546 


C.    M. 

•J  Thoup:h  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear 
And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hopes,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instructions  give. 

0  *T  was  through  the  Lamh's  most  precious  blood 

They  conquered  evry  foe  ; 
To  his  almighty  power  and  grace 

Their  crowns  of  liJe  they  owe. 
4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thon  hast  given. 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 

That  led  theiu  safe  to  heaven, 

547    L.     M,     (rockinguam.     Page  270 ) 

1  WOULDST  thon  an  erring  soul  redeem, 

And  lead  a  loHt  one  back  to  Go<J ; 
Wouldst  thi.Q  a  guardian  angel  seem 
To  one  who  loug  in  guilt  bath  trod? 

2  Go  kindly  to  him  — Uke  his  hand. 

With  gentlest  words,  within  thine  own  : 
And  by  his  ei<le  a  brother  stand 
Till  tbou  the  demon.  Kin,  dethrone. 

3  Soorn  not  the  guilty,  then,  but  plead 

With  him  in  kindett,  gentlest  mood. 


And  back  the  lost  one  thou  niayest  lead 
To  God,  humanity  and  good  !  * 

4  Thou  art  thyself  but  man,  and  thou 
Art  weak,  perchance  to  fall  as  he; 
Then  mercy  to  the  fallen  show. 

That  mercy  may  be  shown  to  thee  I 

548  c.    M. 

1  .SPEAK  gently  to  the  erring  ones :  - 

Ye  know  not  all  the  powe; 
With  which  the  dark  temptation  came 
In  some  unguarded  hour. 

2  Ye  may  not  know  how  earnestly 

They  struggled,  or  how  well, 
I'ntil  the  hour  of  weakness  came, 
And  sadly  thus  they  fell. 

3  .Speak  gently  to  the  erring  one:  — 

0  do  not  thou  forjret. 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
lie  ia  thy  brother  yet. 

4  Heir  of  the  self-same  heritage, 

Child  of  tl  e  selt-same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
Thou  hast  in  weakness  trod. 

5  SpeaK  gently  to  the  erring  ones  . — 

For  is  it  not  enough 
That  innocenc«  and  peace  are  gone. 
Without  our  censure  rough  ': 


270 


KOCKINGIIAM. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE 
SAFETY. 

L.      M. 


-^-   -^-  ^-   -^-   -^-   -^-   -^- 

1  That  man,  no  guard  or    weap-on  needs  Whose  heart  the  blood  of  Je  sus  knows, 


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But   safe    may    pass,   if    duty    leads,      Tro'    burn-ing  sands,  or  mountain  snows. 


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549 


L.    M. 


2  Released  from  guilt,  he  feels  no  fear, 

Redemption  is  his  shield  and  tower; 
He  sees  his  Savior  always  near. 
To  help  in  every  trying  hour. 

3  Though  I  am  weak,  and  Satan  strong. 

And  otten  to  assault  me  tries; 
"When  Jesus  is  my  shield  and  song, 
Abashed  the  wolf  before  me  flies. 


4  His  love  possessing,  I  am  blest, 

Secure  whatever  change  may  come 
Whether  I  go  to  cast  or  west. 
With  him  I  still  shall  be  at  home. 


5  If  placed  beneath  the  northern  pole, 
Tho'  winter  reigns  with  rigor  there, 
His  gracious  beams  will  cheer  my  soul 
And  make  a  spring  throughout  the  year. 

G  Or  if  the  desert's  sun-burnt  soil 

My  lonely  dwelling  e'er  should  prove, 
Ilis  presence  would  support  my  toil. 
Whose  smile  is  life,  whose  voice  is  love. 


SELF  EXAMINATION. 

550  L.    M. 

1  WHAT  strange  perplexities  arise! 
What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies! 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear; 
How  few,  alas,  approved  and  clear! 

2  And  what  am  I?  My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take: 

Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear? 

3  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear? 
Is  Jesus  formed  and  living  there? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  in  word,  and  action  shine V 

i  4  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  search  me  still; 
The  secret  of  my  soul  reveal; 
;My  fears  remove,  let  me  appear 
To  God  and  my  own  conscience  clear. 

5  May  I  at  that  blest  world  arrive, 

AVherc  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall  live. 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there. 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear! 


SINCERITY. 


271 


551     S.     M.    (THATCHER.    Page  272.) 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 
Thy  will  in  all  to  sec; 
And  what  I  do  in  any  thing. 
To  do  it  as  for  thee! 


2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 
AVhile  still  to  thee  I  tend; 
In  all  I  do,  be  thou  the  way, 
In  all,  be  thou  the  end. 


3  All  may  of  thee  partake, 
Nothing  so  small  can  be. 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 


4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws 
E'en  servile  labors  shine; 
Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause; 
The  meanest  work  divine. 


552 


L.    M. 


1  THE  Christian  knows  his  God  aright, 
And  worships  him  with  strong  delight; 
He's  taught  of  God  and  truly  wise — 
Still  sets  the  Lord  before  his  eyes. 

2  The  Christian  hates  his  every  sin^ 
Evils  external  or  within; 

And  with  a  humble,  contrite  heart, 
From  all  that's  sinful  doth  depart. 

3  The  Christian  has  a  faith  divine. 
And  doth  to  faith  obedience  join; 
Believes  the  truth,  the  truth  obeys, 
And  always  walks  in  holy  ways. 

4  The  Christian  is  a  man  of  God — 

He  takes  the  pure,  the  heavenly  road; 
All  his  aftections  rise  above, 
And  all  his  heart  is  full  of  love. 

5  To  thee,  O  Lord,  my  soul  aspires, 
And  kindles  v,ith  seraphic  fires; 
The  real  Christian  I  would  be, 

And  live  conformed  to  heaven  and  thee- 


SUBMISSION. 


553 


C.     M.     (west.     Page  272) 


1  WHATthough  no  flow'rs  the  fig-tree  clothe, 
Though  vines  their  fruit  deny, 
The  labor  of  the  olive  fail. 
And  fields  no  meat  supply. 


2  Though  from  the  field;  with  sad  surprise, 
My  flock  cut  otf  I  see; 
Though  famine  reign  in  empty  stalls, 
Where  herds  were  wont  to  be; 


3  Yet  in  the  Lord  will  I  be  glad, 
And  glor}'  in  his  love; 
In  him  I'll  joy,  who  will  the  God 
Of  my  salvation  prove. 


4  God  is  the  treasure  of  my  soul, 
The  source  of  lasting  joy; 
A  joy  which  want  shall  not  impair, 

N( 


554 


L.    M. 


'or  death  itself  destroy. 


DEAR  Lord!  though  bitter  is  the  cup 
Thy  gracious  hand  deals  out  to  me, 

I  cheerfully  would  drink  it  up; 
That  cannot  hurt  which  comes  from  thee. 


2  Mix  it  with  thy  unchanging  love; 
Let  not  a  drop  of  wrath  be  there! 
The  saints  forever  blest  above, 
Were  often  most  afliicted  here. 


3  For  Jesus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will; 
And  humbly  kiss  the  chast'ning  rod. 
When  its  severest  strokes  I  feel. 


DOXOLOGY.    L.     M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 


WEST.       C.       M. 


One  prayer    I     have — all 
All  -  wise,    al  -  might  ■  y, 

.  -»'-   -m-    -m 


prayers    in     one — When  I     am      ho 
and      all  -  good,    In     thee     I      firm 


=^-rH— ::-c=:— d-rH-r=: 


l^ggligitliSilS^i 


Thy 
Thy 


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will,      my    God,    thy 
ways     unknown,    or 


will    be 
uu  -  der 


done, 
stood, 


And 
Are 


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let 
mer 

N 


that 


m0M^^^mm 


555  c.    M. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 
Whate'er  I  have  1  owe; 
And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 


4  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 
Shall  I  arraign  thy  will? 
No;  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
'•The  Lord  is  gracious  still. 


WATCHFULNESS. 


556  C.    M. 

1  THUS  I  resolved  before  the  Lord, 

"Now  I  will  watch  my  tongue, 
Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
Or  do  my  neighbor  w^rong  " 

2  And  if  Tm  e'er  constrained  to  stay 

AVith  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 


3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel. 
Lest  scoflers  should  th'  occasion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 

4  Yet,  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  overawed, 
But  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear 
That  I  can  speak  of  God. 


THATCHER.       S 


Ye 


serv    -    ants 


mmmfM^mt 


the      Lord,    Each 


WATCHFULNESS. 
THATCHER — conclucled. 


273 


£iiSs;gS3ii^gl 


"•* — D  ~#~i r 

his    hcav  -  enly  woi d,  And  watch  -  ful    at 
(2-  i  I 


ant      of 


557  s.   M. 

2  Let  all  your  Lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch;  't  is  your  Lord's  command. 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near; 
jMark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

THE  WARFARE 

ROTH  WELL.       L.       M. 


ill 


4  O  happy  servant  he. 
In  such  a  posture  found! 

He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

5  Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread, 
With  his  own  bounteous  hand. 

And  raise  that  favorite  servant's  head 
Amidst  th'  angelic  band. 


mw^^M^^Mms 


1  Je- BUS,  my  king  proclaims  the  war;  "Awake!  the  powers  of     hell    are   near;   To  arms!  to  arms!"'  I 


1 

hear  him  cry;   "Tia  yours  to  can   -  quer      or     lo  die!"    "Tis  yours    to     con 


or      to    die!" 


mm^^m^: 


558  L.   M. 

2  Roused  by  the  animating  sound, 
I  cast  my  eager  eyes  around; 

I  haste  to  gird  my  armor  on. 

And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  shield; 
The  word  of  God  the  sword  I  wield 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt; 
And  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 


i^il^ll^li 


4  Thus  armed  I  venture  on  the  fight, 
Resolved  to  i)ut  my  foes  to  flight. 
While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conquering  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  trust; 

His  bleeding  cross  is  all  my  boast; 
In  long  nrray,  a  num'rous  host; 
Awake,  my  soul!  or  thou  art  lost 


274 


;5 


OVERTON. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 
7s  &>  6s. 


1  Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise!  Lo!  your  Leader  from  the  skies,  Waves  before  you  glory's  prize., 

b-^-m-m-m-m-fm-m- 

—  ,  -p- >-( — ^   -I — ^-  .  ... 
N-j-! ^-^ r-;^-r- — ^-- — !^r— 1-^^< 


Strug  -  gle  man  -  ful  -  ly. 


559 


7s  &  6s. 


Jesus  conquered  when  he  fell — 
Met  and  vanquished  earth  and  hell; 
Now  he  leads  you  on,  to  swell 

The  triumphs  of  his  cross. 
Though  all  earth  and  hell  appear, 
Who  will  doubt,  or  who  can  fear? 
God,  our  strength  and  shield,  is  near; 

We  cannot  lose  our  cause. 


3  Onward,  then,  ye  nosts  of  God! 
Jesus  points  the  victor's  rod — 
Follow  where  your  Leader  trod; 

You  soon  shall  see  his  face. 
Soon,  your  enemies  all  slain, 
Crowns  of  glory  you  shall  gain; 
Rise  to  join  the  glorious  train, 

Who  shout  the  Savior's  praise. 


580 

1 


C.    M. 


NAY,  tell  us  not  of  dangers  dire 

That  lie  in  dutys  path; 
A  warrior  of  the  cross  can  feel 

No  fear  of  human  wrath. 

2  Where'er  the  prince  of  darkness  holds 

His  earthly  reign  abhorred. 
Sword  of  the  Spirit,  thee  we  draw, 
A  battle  for  the  Lord. 

3  We  go!  we  go,  to  break  the  chains 

That  bind  the  erring  mind, 
And  give  the  freedom  that  we  feel 
To  all  of  human  kind. 

4  But,  O,  w^e  wear  no  burnished  steel, 

And  seek  no  gory  field; 
Our  weapon  is  the  word  of  God, 
His  promise  is  our  shield. 

5  And  still  serene  and  fixed  in  faith> 

We  fear  no  earthly  harm; 
We  know  it  is  our  Father's  work, 
We  rest  upon  his  arm. 


WARFARE. 


275 


MASON  S    CHAJs'T. 


M. 


iM^^mrn^s^^F^^^^mm 


1    Am       I 


sol  -  dicr 


the    cross?    A     I'ol  -  lower    of     ihc  Laiub? 


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^^f 


fe"=^zz£.-FE-A 


-■"■p- 


e-:£E 


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-,  L^     -^ — I — ~ — ■ — #-1: — l:-o-ti~""l~o — OT" 


And  sh;ill 


I      t. 


c7    r~^  < 


to      owu      his    cause      Or      blush    to   speak   his    name' 
I  I  i  i-^-    f-     -^     -^-      -^-        -'^- 


f- 


561 


M. 


1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross? 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 


Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 

And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 


3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 


1  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 


6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thine  armies  shine, 
In  robes  of  victory,  through  the  skies 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 


No.  8.     C     M.     (Selected.) 

1  Oh  could  I  find  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away 
W^hilc  leaning  on  his  word. 


2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live, 
Anew  from  day  to  day. 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 


3  Blest  .Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart 
And  make  me  wholy  thine. 
That  I  hiay  never  more  depart. 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 


0  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war. 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 


4  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 


270 


CIIUISTIAN  LIFE  AND  EXAMPLE. 


LAIiAX.       S.       M. 


Mmmi 


^^mm^^m^m^i 


♦-•-0- 


1    E 


quip 


for       the      war.    And    teach 


my 


hands      to      fight 


F==F-E+TF-ff — F  — 


fe^E^fe 


pfe 


P- 


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heart  pre  -  pare,  And  guide   my     words    a  -  right. 


=rp-r-»z:zp=r,=r 


562 


S.    M. 


2  Control  my  every  thought; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove; 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought; 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 

Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee; 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  With  calm  and  tempered  zeal 

Let  me  enforce  thy  call; 
And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 
Which  ofiers  life  to  all. 

5  O  may  I  love  like  thee — 

In  all  thy  footsteps  tread; 
Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 

Hut  nothine  thou  hast  made. 


563 


S.    M. 


1  MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 


3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won. 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down; 
Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God; 
Ile'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 

564  L.     M. 

1  HAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race, 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love, 

2  Happy,  beyond  discription,  he 

Who  knows  "The  Savior  died  for  me," 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains. 
And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

^  Wisdom  divine!  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise? 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer. 
And  gold  is  dross  compared  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  filled  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  Immortal  praise — 
Riches  of  Christ,  on  all  bestowed, 
And  honor  that  decends  from  God. 

■3  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites. 
Chaste,  holy,  spiritual  delights; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace. 


ZEAL. 


277 


UAMBUKG.      L.      M. 


-0#"         I    ■              w                                 w     I      D- 
1  Awakr,  my  zeal,  awake  my  love.  To  eerre  mj  Savior  here  below, 
In  works  which  perfect  saints  above(Omit J  And  holy  an    gels  can  •  not  do. 


r1^f^T°TPf^|r--^i^. 


Q    O  ^^    tf^' 


i65  L.    M. 

Awake,  my  charity  and  feed 

The  huugry  soul,  and  clothe  the  pocr; 
In  heaven  are  found  no  sons  of  need; 

There  all  these  duties  are  no  more. 
Subdue  thy  passions,  O  my  soul; 

Maintain  the  fight,  thy  work  pursue; 
Daily  thy  rising  sins  control, 

And  be  thy  vict'ries  ever  new. 
The  land  of  triumph  lies  on  high; 

There  are  no  foes  t'  encounter  there: 
Lord,  I  would  conquer  till  I  die, 

And  finish  all  the  glorious  war. 
Let  every  flying  hour  confess 

I  gain  thy  gospel  fresh  renown, 
And  when  my  life  and  labors  cease 

May  I  possess  the  promised  crown. 

567   DEPARTURE.      6s  &  8s. 


^itSsMiffiil 


B- 

566  L      M. 

1  O  FOR  the  flame  of  living  fire, 

AVhich  shone  so  bright  in  saints  of  old; 
"Which  bade  their  souls  to  heaven  aspire — 
Calm  in  distress,  in  danger  bold. 

2  Where  is  that  Spirit,  Lord,  which  dwelt 

In  Abrah'm's  breast  and  seal'd  him  thine  V 
Which  made  Paul' s  heart  with  sorrow  melt, 
And  glow  with  energy  divine? 

3  That  Spirit,  which  from  age  to  age 

Proclaim'dthylove,and  taught  thy  ways? 
Brightened  Isaiah's  vivid  page, 

And  breathed  in  Davids  hallowed  lays? 

4  Remember,  Lord,  the  ancient  days; 

Renew  thy  work;  thy  grace  restore; 
And  while  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise, 
On  us  thy  holy  Spirit  pour. 


Friend  af-ter  friend  departs, 
2  Beyond  the  flight  ot  time, 
:}  Thero  is  a  world  a  -  bove, 
4   Thus  star  l>y  etar    declines, 


\\  ho  hath  not  lofit  a  friend?  There   is    .^o    un  -  ion  iere  of  hearts 

Beyond   the   vale    of  death,  There   surely    is  6ome    blessed  clime 

Where  parting     is    unknown;  A   whole  e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty     of     love. 

Till  all    are  passed  a  -  way,  As  mornins  high  and  higher  shines, 


■^-- 


«     «-    « 


^nP-. 


-- 1 , — r~i~'rr-! — rr— XI — i — r~vr~  *  f:^"i — VjW. 


■1^ f^—^-^—i^-w—'—g— 

That  finds  not  here   an  end;     Were  this  frail  world  our  on  -  ly   rest,        Living  or    dy-ing,   none   were  blest. 
Whence  life  is     not    a  breath,    Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire,    Whose  sparks  fly  upward   to    ex  -  pire. 
Formed  for  the  grod    a  -  lone;      And  faith  beholds  the  dy-ing  here      Translated     to     that   happier    sphere. 
To  pare  and   perfect    day;      Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night— They  bide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 


-*-^C2 


?-rP-r— -r--r--r- 


f^rP^rf^i 


mm^^0M0s^^m^^ 


278 


DEATH. 


L 

MAI 

f 

.VEItN.       L. 

mi 

mmi^^^^mw 


1  So  fades  the  love  ly,  bloom-ing  flower,  Frail,  smiling  solnce     of 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no   heal  -  ing    art,    To  soothe  the  an-guish    of 

+  «-« 


an    hour; 
the   hearty 


^giiii^Sli 


h-'-' 


-rif-r 


Wf^w^s^smmmsmm- 


j--i 


i-''->-i 


So  soon     our    transient  com  -  forts  fly, 
Di  -  vine  Re- deem -er,    be    thou   nigh; 


And  pleasure  on  -  ly  blooms     to 
Thy  comforts  were  not  made    to 


die. 
die. 


568  L.    M. 

3  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain. 
And  dying  hope  revives  again; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

569  L    M. 

1  WHY  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe, 

AVho've  fled  and  left  thee  mourning  here 
Triumphant  o'er  their  latest  foe, 
They  glory  in  a  brighter  sphere. 

2  Weep  not  for  them;  beside  thee  now 

Perhaps  they  watch  with  guardian  care. 
And  witness  tears  that  idly  flow 
O'er  those  who  bliss  of  angels  share. 


3  Or  round  their  Father's  throne  above 

With  raptured  voice,  his  praise  they  sing, 
Or  on  his  messages  of  love 
They  journey  with  unwearied  wing. 

4  Space  cannot  check,  tho't  cannot  bound. 

The  high  exulting  souls,  whom  he 
Who  formed  these  million  worlds  around. 
Takes  to  his  own  eternit}', 

5  Then  weep  no  more — their  voices  raise 

The  song  of  triumph  high  to  God, 
And  wouldst  thou  join  their  song  of  praise, 
Walk  humbly  in  the  path  they  trod. 


SUBMISSION.      6s  &  5s. 


rhs:. 


d-d-i 


1  Savior,  now  receive hitn     To  tliy  bo-som    mild; 


570   Cs&7s. 

2  Tho'liifieyeJiHth  hrlKhtenM  :; 
Oft  <»ur  weitry  way, 
AndliiNcleMt-lHUKh  li^ciitenM 
(liiM  coil  lieart'KdiHriiay ; 


For  with  tlice  we  leave  him,    Blessed,  blessed  child 


■m'm- 


Nowlef  thought  iMshold  him  4 

In  hi."*  angel  rout. 
Where  those  arms  enfold  him 

To  a  .Sttvior'.i  broast. 


Yield  we  what  was  given, 

At  thy  holy  call; 
The  beautiful  to  heaven, 

Thou  who  gaveat  all. 


Still  'mid  heavy  mourning. 

Look  thee  now  to  OikI  ! 
There,  thy  spirit  turnin*:;. 

Kneel  beside  the  sod. 


DEATH. 


279 


WARD.       L.       M. 


:ib.Q:~^ri~."Z!Z 


Earth's  Iran  -  si  -  to 


Its  pomp,   its  pleasures  pass 


f^ 


^- 


way; 


LSI 


—o — p 


*dbszz:nzhq 


But  the 


sweet 


—a — m — m—f- 


571 


good   Sur  -  vives 


:-t;-5- 


^:E:^= 


in 

1 


the    vi  -  CIS 


mmmm 


As  'mid  the  ever  -rolling  sea, 
Th'  eternal  isles  established  be, 
'Gainst  ^vhich  the  surges  of  the  main 
Fret,  dash,  and  break  themselves  in  vain: 

As,  in  the  heavens,  the  urns  divine 
Of  golden  light  forever  shine; 
Tho'  clouds  may  darken,  storms  may  rage, 
They  still  shine  on  from  age  to  age. 

So,  through  the  ocean-tide  of  years, 
The  memory  of  the  just  appears; 
So,  through  the  tempest  and  the  gloom, 
The  good  man's  virtues  light  the  tomb. 


{ 4  AVhen  trembling  limbs  refuse  their  weight, 
I     And  films,  slow  gathering,  dim  the  sight, 
And  clouds  obscure  the  mental  light, 

j         'Tis  nature's  precious  boon  to  die. 

t 

5  When  faith  is  strong,  and  conscience  clear, 
And  words  of  peace  the  spirit  cheer, 
And  visioned  glories  half  appear, 
'T  is  joy,  t'  is  triumph,  then,  to  die. 


573 

I 


L.    M. 


572 


L.    M. 


WHEN  life,  as  opening  buds,  is  sweet, 
And  golden  hopes  the  spirit  greet,  3 

And  youth  prepares  his  joy  to  meet,  1 

Alas!  how  hard  it  is  to  die.  i 

When  scarce  is  seized  some  borrow'd  i)rize,  | 
And  duties  ])ress;  and  tender  ties  p 

Forbid  the  soul  from  earth  to  rise, 
How  awful,  then,  it  is  to  die. 


HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  diesi 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest! 

How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast! 

So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day; 

So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 

Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears. 

Where  light  and  shade  alternate  dwell; 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears! 

Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell. 


When,  one  by  one,  those  ties  are  torn, 
And  friend  from  friend  is  snatched  forlorn 
And  man  is  left  alone  to  mourn, 
Ahl  then,  how  easy  't  is  to  die. 


.^  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay. 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies-" 


280  DEATH. 

574         L     M.     (WARD.    Page  270.) 

1  '-WETfi  no  abiding  city  here," 

This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  a  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

2  ''We've  no  abiding  city  here," 

Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home; 
But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 
"We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

3  *' We've  no  abiding  city  here," 

Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear, 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 


4  "We've  no  abiding  city  here," 
We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight: 

Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

5  O!  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 
Where  pilgrims  freed  from  toil  are  blest; 

Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove, 
I'd  fly  to  thee  and  be  at  rest. 

6  But  hush,  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine, 
The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best; 

While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine; 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 


DENNIS.       S.       M. 


-d-  0-     -d-       &       -d'      '\      ■      -d-m-     -d-       e- 

not     death      to       die,      To     leave     this       wea    -    ry     road, 


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3:::l 


n^- 


And,  'midst  the   broth  -  er  -  hood 


on    high.      To       be        at      home  with  God 


— h-i ♦■-■-' 


«j-f- 


tf^Eg^p^lPiei^PP^Ii 


575 


S.    M. 


1   IT  is  not  death  to  die, 

To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'midst  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 


-  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears. 
And  wake  in  glorious  repose, 
To  spend  eternal  years. 


3  It  is  not  death  to  fling 
Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise,  on  strong,  exulting  wing. 
To  live  among  the  just. 


4  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  Life! 
Thy  chosen  cannot  die; 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 


DEATH. 


281 


rOUNTAIX. 


M. 


^RS^E^gE^Elf^l^illfg 


.~i-g- 


^:3t^ 


from  these  nrir-row  scenes  of  nif^ht,  Un-bound-ed  glo-ries  rise,     And 

r-rr-tr-r-i:?: 
— e-  V-m—m — e~a 


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ms  of  in  -  fi  -  nit( 

i:=t-E=0rp:p-f:-rr|::g:p;^-^=K-p=F:?=f:^F:p-p=:p-prF:irrf 


realms  of  in  -  fi  -  nite  de-licht, 

576  c.    M. 

2  There  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 

And  grief  no  more  complains; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  endless  pleasure  reicns. 

3  No  clouds  those  blissful  regions  know, 

Forever  bright  and  fair; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe. 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  There  no  alternate  night  is  known. 

Nor  sun's  faint,  sickly  ray; 
But  glory  from  the  sacred  throne 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

5  O  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire, 
Bear  every  thought  above! 

6  Prepare  us.  Lord,  by  grace  divine. 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 


Un-known  to  raor-tal  eyes,  Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 


I  3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 
I         They're  present  with  the  Lord; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 


578 


S.    M. 


577 

1 


C     M. 
HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  pro- 

For  all  the  pious  dead;  [claims 

Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 

And  soft  their  sleeping  bed, 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  arc  blessed; 
How  kind  their  f^lumbers  are! 
From  suffering  and  from  sin  released. 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 


1  GO  to  thy  rest,  fair  child! 

Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
While  yet  so  gentle,  undefiled, 
"With  blessings  on  thy  head. 

2  Before  my  heart  had  learned 

In  waywardness  to  stray;    , 
Before  my  feet  bad  ever  turned 
That  dark  and  downward  way; 

3  E'er  sin  had  seared  the  breast. 

Or  sorrow  woke  the  tear; 
Rise  to  thy  throne  of  changeless  rest, 
In  yon  celestial  sphere! 

I  4  Because  thy  smile  was  fair, 
!         Thy  lip  and  eye  so  bright, 
Because  thy  loving  cradle  care 
Was  such  a  dear  delight. 

5  Shall  love,  with  weak  embrace, 
i         Thy  upward  wing  detain? 
i     No!  gentle  angel,  seek  thy  place 
I         Amid  the  cherub  train. 


282 


DEATH. 


ZEPHYR.      L.       M. 


1  As  the  sweet  flow'r  that  scents  the  morn,  But   withers    in     the    ris  -  ing  day, 

m-  -e    -a-    -»~^i                                         _       I 
-n-~^-:pz|iL-i:~|:rp.-;il:| 


Thus  love  -  ly    was    this    in-f ant's   dawn,  Thus  swiftly  fled    its     life    a  -  way. 


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pfipjiPl^ilg|^|l|i^M_=a 


579 


M. 


1  AS  the  sweet  flow'r  that  scents  the  morn, 
But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 
Thus  lovely  was  this  infant's  dawn, 
Thus  swiftly  fled  its  life  away. 


2  It  died  ere  its  expanding  soul 

Had  ever  burnt  with  wrong  desires, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  flres. 


3  Yet  the  sad  hour  that  took  the  boy 

Perhaps  has  spared  a  heavier  doom — 
Snatched  him  from  scenes  of  guilty  joy 
Or  from  the  pangs  of  ill  to  come. 


4  He  died  to  sin;  he  died  to  care: 
Rut  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod; 
Then,  rising  on  the  viewless  air, 

Spread  his  light  wings  and  soared  to  God. 


580 


L     M. 


1  WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die? 
AVhat  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are. 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 


2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away, 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 


3  O:  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  inhaste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 


4  Jcsu.s  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


DEATH. 


283 


581     ^-     -S.      (FOUNTAIN.     Page  281  ) 

1  THY  life  T  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 
With  transport  all  divine; 
Thine  inia^e  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 


2  Me-thinks  I  sec  a  thousand  charms, 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Keceive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  "I  take  these  tender  Lambs,"  said  he, 

•'And  lay  them  in  my  breast; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  mc  be  ever  blest. 


"Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
But  can't  dissolve  my  love; 

Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 


5  *'Their  feeble  frames  thy  pow'r  shall  raise, 
And  mold  with  heavenly  skill: 
I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will." 


6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  shout  with  joys  divine, 
Dear  Savior,  all  we  have  and  arc, 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine. 


MEMOEIA.      8s  &  7s. 


-i-o — 0 — 3 — J— *^§ — '^     t- — ^       — ^ — ^— ^5-^^-*- 

5     glo  -  ry     of     thy  years. 


thou   art   from 


ta    -    ken 


In 


m 


1 1 1   r~i — ii~r~i — n^'i — ' — 


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iieilPi 


5— -I-! 


As   the     oak,    by    tem  ■  pests    sha  •  ken,   Falls  ere   time     its     ver  -  dure  sears. 


-m-      -m-  -TO-      -m-       ^  -nd-      -m-       ^       -m-        _  [ 


582  8s  6j  7s. 

2  Here  where  oft  thy  lip  hath  taught  us 

Of  the  Lamb  who  died  to  save — 
Where  thy  guiding  hand  hath  brought  us 
To  the  deep  baptismal  wave. 

3  Pale  and  cold  we  see  thee  lying 

In  God's  temple,  once  so  dear. 
And  the  mourners'  bitter  sighing, 
Full  unheeded  on  thine  ear. 


4  All  thy  love  and  zeal,  to  lead  us 
Where  immortal  fountains  flow, 
And  on  living  bread  to  feed  ua. 
In  our  fond  remembrance  glow. 


5  May  the  couq'ring  faith  that  cheer'dthee 
When  thy  foot  on  Jordan  pressed. 
Guide  our  spirits  while  we  leave  thee 
In  the  tomb  that  Jesus  blessed. 


184 


DEATH. 


EVKNIXr,  LIGHT.       C.       M.       I). 


-d-      -#•     -d-     -d-  ■  -d'    -d- 


ing    mo  -  mcnts  say, 

-♦ — -'P ^       J^' 


:iS 


Fine. 


As      Icngth'ning  shadows    o'er 
And    learn    tbat  wis  -  doin  from 


"1 


the  mead,    Pro  -  claim  the     close     of      day. 
a  -  bove,  Whence  true   con  -  tent  -  ment  springs! 


:M^ 


K-— ^ — 


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that 


— «-P-«* ^S r€ 


my    heart  might  dwell    a  -  loof, 


From    all 


E 


ii 


583  c.    M.    D. 

2  Courage,  my  soul,  thy  bitter  cross, 

In  every  trial  here, 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above, 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek, 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice, 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

3  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er 

Of  sublunary  care, 
And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more 

This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 
Courage,  my  soul,  on  God  rely, 

Deliverance  soon  will  come, 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence, 

To  bring  believers  home. 

4  Ere  first  I  drew  this  vital  breath. 

From  nature's  prison  free, 
Crosses  in  number,  measure,  weight, 
Wera  written.  Lord,  for  me. 


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ere 

— «- 


ted   things, 

wm 

But  thou,  my  Shepherd,  Friend  and  Guide, 

Hast  led  me  kindly  on. 
Taught  me  to  rest  my  fainting  head 

On  Christ  the  corner  stone. 

584      L.    31.    (security.    Page  286.) 
I  FROM  his  low  bed  of  mortal  dust. 

Escaped  the  prison  of  his  clay, 
The  new  inhabitant  of  bliss 

To  heaven  directs  his  upward  way. 
I  2  Ye  fields!  that  witnessed  once  his   tears. 

Ye  winds!  that  waited  oft  his  sighs, 
Ye  mountains!  where  he  breath'dhis  pray'rs 

When  sorrow's  shadow  vailed  his  eyes — 
Ko  more  the  weary  pilgrim  mourns, 

No  more  affliction  wrings  his  heart; 
Th'  unfettered  soul  to  God  returns — 

Forever  he  and  anguish  part! 
Receive,  O  earth,  his  faded  form 

In  thy  cold  bosom  let  it  lie; 
Safe  let  it  rest  from  every  storm- 
Soon  must  it  rise,  no  more  to  die. 


DEATH. 


285 


"WINDSOR. 


ar. 


mwM^mmi 


mm 


1  Ye    mourning  saints  whose  streaming  tears  Flow  o'er  your  chil  -  dren  dead, 

2  While  cleaving     to    that    dar  -  ling  dust,    In    fond    dis  -  tress    ye      lie, 

^-4,-i-4i- — C-  |:s— F-F  t — ? -hi— I  m-  \-m 


.. 


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That      all    your  hopes  are    fled. 
A    heaven -ly     par  -  ent    nigh. 


585 


0  Tho'  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  withered  trunks  ye  stand, 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touched  by  th'  Almighty's  hand. 

4  "I'll  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"In  my  own  house  a  place; 
No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons, 
Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

5  "Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope, 

A  rising  race  can  give, 
In  endless  honor  and  delight. 
My  children  all  shall  live." 

6  We  welcome.  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see,    [hearts 
And  bless  those  wounds  which  through  our 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

586  c.   M. 

1  MY  soul,  come  meditate  the  day, 

And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb: 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come. 

3  O  could  we  die  with  those  who  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead! 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  v.ith  the  dead. 


4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 


In  their  own  glorious  forms. 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  How  we  should  scorn  those  clothes  of  flesh, 

These  fetters  and  this  load; 

And  long  for  evening  to  undress, 

That  we  may  rest  with  God. 

6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay 

Before  the  summons  come. 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  souls  away. 
To  their  eternal  home. 

58T  c.    M. 

1  IF  I  must  die,  O  let  me  die 

iWith  hope  in  Jesus  blood — 
The  blood  that  saves  from  sin  and  guilt, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 
1 2  If  I  must  die,  O,  let  me  die 
In  peace  with  all  mankind. 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below 
I         For  pleasures  more  refined. 

I  3  If  I  must  die — and  die  I  must — 
I         Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
'     And  bear  me  on  his  friendly  wing 
j         To  my  celestial  home. 

;4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  toj), 
I         May  I  but  have  a  view, 
I     Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
I         I'll  boldly  venture  through. 


1>86 


DEATH. 


SECURITY.       I-.       M. 


lb 


mmmmsmm 


iiit 


I 


1  ilow  sweet  the  hour  of  clos  -  ing  day,  When  all  is    peace-ful  and  se-rene, 

I  I       I 


te^:igpigo||pili^jafiii 


And  whea  the  sun,  with  cloudless  ray,  Sheds  mel  -  low  lus  -  ter  o'er  the 

-re-    -m-    -m  _ 


scene! 


ifg^pfv^lES 


5S8 


L.    M. 


589 


L.    M. 


1  HOW  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 
When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  when  the  sun,  with  cloudless  ray, 
Sheds  mellow  luster  o'er  the  scene' 


2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour; 
So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest; 
When  faith,  endu'd  from  heav'n  with  pow'r 
Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 


3  Mark  but  that  radiance  of  his  eye, 
That  smile  upon  his  wasted  check: 
They  tell  us  of  his  glory  nigh, 
In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 


4  A  beam  from  heaven  is  sent  to  cheer 
The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road; 
And  angels  are  attending  near, 
To  bear  him  to  their  bri>;ht  abode. 


Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 
Whom  God's  own  Spirit  deigns  to  bless' 

To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 
Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness? 


1  FAREWELL,  bright  soul,  a  short  farewell, 

Till  we  shall  meet  again  above; 
In  the  sweet  groves  where  pleasures  dwell, 
And  trees  of  life  bear  fruits  of  love. 

2  There  glory  sits  on  every  face, 

There  friendship  smiles  in  every  eye; 
There  shall  our  tongues  relate  the  grace 
That  led  us  homeward  to  the  sky. 

3  O'er  all  the  names  of  Christ,  our  King, 

Shall  our  harmonious  voices  rove; 
Our  harps  shall  sound  from  every  string 
The  wonders  of  his  bleeding  love. 

4  Come,  sov'reign  Lord!  dear  Savior,  come! 

Remove  these  separating  days; 
Send  thy  bright  wheels  to  fetch  us  home, 
That  golden  hour,  how  long  it  stays? 

'3  How  long  must  we  lie  lingering  here. 

While  saints  around  us  take  their  flight? 
Smiling  they  quit  this  dusky  sphere, 
Audniount  the  hills  of  heavenly  light. 

6  Sweet  soul,  we  leave  thee  to  thy  rest. 
Enjoy  thy  Jesus  and  thy  God, 
Till  we,  from  bands  of  clay  released, 
Spring  out  and  climb  the  shining  road. 


DEATH. 


287 


EN  OX. 


lOs. 


sp^^^saifepgiliil^i 


1  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious pri 


me, 


In    full  ac  -  tiv 


ty  of  zeal  and  power  ; 


> ^s. 


>-- .^— .^ 


>i^r 


A  Christian's  al-ways  reaJ-y  for  his  time 


The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour 


590 


lOs. 


GO  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power  ; 

A  Christian's  always  ready  for  his  time; 
The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servent'  s  hourl 


2  The  tyrant,  death,  came  rushing  in 
And  here  his  power  to  show, 
With  icy  hand  he  touched  this  child, 
And  laid  its  visage  low. 


2  Go  to  the  grave;  at  noon  from  labor  erase  ; 

Restin  thy  sheaves;  tby  harvest  task  is  done, 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave  ;  for  there  thy  Savior  lay 

In  death's  embrace,  ere  he  arose  on  high; 
And  all  the  ransomed  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  grave; — no;  take  thy  seat  above  ; 

Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love. 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 


591      C.      M.     (GOSPEL  FEAST.   Pagc  289.) 

1  WAKE  up,  my  muse,  condole  the  loss 
Of  those  who  mourn  this  day; 
Let  tears  run  down  on  every  face, 
And  every  mourner  pray. 


3  No  more  the  pleasant  child  is  seen, 
To  please  the  parent's  eye; 
The  tender  plant,  so  fresh  and  green, 
Is  in  eternity. 


4  The  golden  bowl  by  death  is  broke, 
The  pitcher  burst  in  twain; 
The  cistern  wheel  has  felt  the  stroke, 
The  pleasant  child  is  slain. 


o  The  winding  sheet  unfolds  its  limbs, 
The  coffin  holds  it  fast; 
To-day  't  is  seen  by  all  its  friends, 
But  this  must  be  the  last — 


0  Until  the  Lord  doth  come  to  judge 
The  nation  great  and  small; 
When  you  and  I  the  test  shall  stand, 
Or  at  his  presence  fall. 


288 


DEATH. 


IIEBROX. 


L.       M. 


1  Yes,   she    is  gone— yet  do    not  thou    The  goodness  of  the  Lord  distrust; 

2  Tlie  form  is  there — but  seek  not  there   The   epir  -  it  born  from  light  and  love: 


she    is  gone— yet  do    not  thou    The  goodness  of  the  Lord  distrust; 
form  is  there — but  seek  not  there   The   epir  -  it  born  from  light  and  love; 

■| — I 1 — I n    I 


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gsMim^i^- 


But  meck-ly     to      his    wis  -  dom  bow,  Who  lays  thj"^  loved  one    in     the    dust. 
Look  upward— free  from  sin    and  care,     It  rests    in     joy    with  God     a  -  bove. 


592  L.    M. 

3  Through  many  checkered  scenes  of  life 

Ye,  hand  in  hand  have  journeyed  on, 
For  her  the  labor  and  the  strife 
Are  o'er — the  peaceful  goal  is  won. 

4  Which  oft  hath  sooth' d  thy  harrass'd  mind, 

The  pleasant  voice  and  cheering  smile, 
Are  gone  but  for  a  little  while, 
She  hath  not  left  thee  far  behind. 

5  Then  mourn  not  that  an  heir  of  grace. 

Has  reached  the  goal  of  hope  and  faith, 
Press  onward  in  the  Christian  race; 
Brief  is  your  parting  now  by  death; 

6  Soon  thou  too  wilt  be  called  to  leave 

This  earth,  where  sadly  thou  dost  roam; 
Soon  joyfully  wilt  thou  receive, 
In  heaven  her  gentle  "Welcome  Home." 

593  L-    M. 

1  IN  this  lone  hour  of  deep  distress, 
When  heavy  sorrows  round  me  press, 
Encouraged  by  thy  gracious  word, 

1  trust  thee  as  a  widow's  God. 

2  A  husband  lies  in  death's  embrace, 
The  grave  is  now  his  resting  place; 
O,  as  I  pass  beneath  thy  rod. 
Reveal  thyself  the  widow's  God. 

3  Assauge  my  grief,  remove  my  fears, 
Suppress  my  murmuring,  dry  my  tears; 
Help  me  to  own  thee  as  my  Lord, 
And  bless  thee  as  the  widows  God. 


4  Be  thou  my  counselor  and  stay. 
Protect  by  night,  and  guide  by  day; 
Then,  as  I  travel  life's  rough  road, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  a  widow's  God. 

594  c.   M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  western  evening  light! 

It  melts  in  deep'ning  gloom; 
So  calmly  Christians  sink  away, 
Descending  to  the  tomb. 

2  The  winds  breathe  low;  the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  IIow  beautiful  on  all  the  hills 

The  crimson  light  is  shed! 
'T  is  like  the  j^eace  the  Christian  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast! 
So  sweet  the  memory  left  behind, 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And  lo,  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper  star  appears; 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 
Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 

6  Niffht  falls,  but  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 
Shall  wake  to  close  no  more. 


DEATH. 


•289 


595  L      M.  , 

1  SA Y,whyshouklfncndshii) grieve forthosc' 3  Dear  is  the  spot  where  Christians  sleep, 
Who  safe  arrive  on  Canaan's  shores?  And  sweet  the  strain  which  angels  pour, 


Released  from  all  their  hurtful  foes, 
They  are  not  lost— but  gone  before. 

How  many  painful  days  on  earth 
Their  fainting  spirits  numbered  o'er; 

Now  they  enjoy  a  heavenly  birth; 
They  are  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 


O  why  should  we  in  anguish  weep? 
They  are  not  lost — but  gone  before. 

4  On  Jordan's  bank  whene'er  we  come, 
And  hear  the  swelling  waters  roar, 
Jesus,  convey  us  safely  home, 
To  friends  not  lost— but  gone  before. 


GOSPEL  FEAST.       f.      M. 


:b_b-Q— : 


1  Be  -  neath  our  feet,   and    o'er  our    head      Is 


e  -  qual  warning  given; 


E^iiiiipig^ilii^i 


Be  -  neath    us       lie      the      count  -  less  dead, 


us 


=?::r^=:a.-=:i=£=l^_i 


the  heaven. 


596 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stom-, 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay; 
And  ere  another  day  is  done. 
Ourselves  may  be  as  the}'. 

3  Death  rides  on  every  passing  bree/c; 

He  lurks  in  every  flower; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

5  Turn,  mortal,  turn;  thy  danger  know 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread. 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 


597 


C.    M. 


1  O,  MOST  delightful  hour  by  man 

Experienced  here  below. 
The  hour  that  terminates  his  span, 
His  folly  and  his  woe. 

2  Worlds  should  not  bribe  me  back  to  tread 

Again  life's  dreary  waste, 
To  see  again  my  day  o'erspread 
With  all  the  gloomy  past. 

3  My  home  henceforth  is  in  the  skies; 

Earth,  seas,  and  sun,  adieu! 
All  heaven  unfolded  to  my  eyes, 
1  have  n6  sight  for  you. 

4  So  speaks  the  Christian,  firm  possessed 

Of  faith's  supporting  rod, 
Then  breathes  his  soul  into  its  rest, 
The  bosom  of  his  God. 


200 


DEATH. 


KEST. 


M. 


i=^= 


1  A  -  sleep  in     Je  -  sus!  bless-ed  sleep  From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  w^eep; 


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A    calm     and    un  -  dis  -  turbed  re  -  pose,  Un  -  bro  -  ken  by    the    last    of     foes. 


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f-+— f 


F'H^f^-F 


598 


L.    M. 


Asleep  in  Jesus!  O  how  sweet 

To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet! 

With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  hath  lost  its  venom'd  sting! 


3  Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest: 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Savior's  power. 


4  Asleep  in  Jesus!  O,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 


5  Asleep  in  Jesus!  time  nor  space 
Atfects  this  precious  hiding-place; 
On  Indian  plains  or  Lapland  snows 
iiflicvcrs  find  the  same  repose. 


599      C.     M.     (DUNDEE.    Page  203.) 


1  WHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow, 
When  God  recalls  his  own; 
And  bids  them  leave  a  w^orld  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown? 


2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 
Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  m  heaven. 


3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 
And  they  are  fully  blest; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 


4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow — 
God  has  recalled  his  own; 
And  let  our  hearts  in  every  woe. 
Still  say— "Thy  will  be  done!" 


DEATH. 


2'J\ 


SCOTLAND.       12s. 


1  Thou   art  gone    to     the    grave!    but     \\c    -will    not     dc-plore  thee,  Though 

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sor  -  rows    and    dark  -  ness     en  -  com-  pass  the     tomb;     The      Sav  -  ior   hath 


passed  through  its   por  -  tals  be  -  fore    thee,   And  the  lamp  of  his    love    is     thy 


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guide  through  the  gloom,  And  the  lamp  of  his  love      is     thy  guide  through  the  gloom. 
111  1         I  IF       ^  I 


600 


V2b. 


1  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave!  bat  we  will  not  deplore  thee, 
Tbo'  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the  tomb; 
The  Savior  hath  pasj^ed  through  its  portals  before  thee, 
And  the  lamp  ol  his  love  is  thy  guide  tbroagh  the  gloom. 


Th'ii]  art  gone  to  the  grave !  ani,  its  mansions  forsaking 
What  though  thy  weak  spirit  in  fear  lingered  Jong: 

The  eunshine  of  paradise  beamed  on  thy  waking,  fnong. 
And  the  sound  which  thou  heard'stjWastbeserapbim's 


:  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grare!  we  no  longer  behold  thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rongh  paths  of  the  world  by  thy  side; 
But  the  wide  armsof  mercy  are  spread  to  enfolu  tbee, 
And  finners  may  hope,  for  the  Sinlces  hath  died. 


I 

,  4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  I  but  we  will  uf<t  deplore  thee, 
I  For  Cod  was  thy  ranflf)m,  thy  Guardian,  and  Guide : 

I      He  gave  thee,  be  took  tbee,  and  be  will  restore  tbee ; 
And  death  hath  no  sting,  f.-r  the  Savior  hatb  died. 


202  DEATH. 

601  L     M. 

1  GO,  spirit  of  the  Baintcd  dead, 

Go  to  thy  longed  for,  happy  home! 
The  tears  of  man  are  o'er  thee  shed; 
The  voice  of  angels  bids  thee  come. 

2  If  life  be  not  in  length  of  days, 

In  silvered  locks  and  furrowed  brow, 


But  living  to  the  Savior's  praise, 

How  few  have  lived  so  long  as  thou  I 

Though  earth  may  boast  one  gem  the  less. 
May  not  e'en  heaven  the  richer  be? 

And  myriads  on  thy  footstep  press, 
To  share  thy  blest  eternity. 


MEAR.      C.      M. 


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cry: 


^_  jP: 


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;  short -ly     lie." 


come  view  the  ground,  Where  you  must  short  -ly 

f-  -^   -p.  I    .& 


602 

2 


Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs! 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God!  is  this  our  certain  doom? 

And  are  we  still  secure? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly; 
Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

603  c.    M 

1   WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 
Hy  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay. 
Which  pity  must  demand. 


2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  power — I  too  must  die- 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene, 

May  every  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly. 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save. 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God!  thy  sovreign  grace  impart, 
I         With  cleansing,  healing  power; 

j     This  only  can  prepare  the  heart, 
i         For  death's  surprising  hour. 


DEATH. 


L'9J 


lOWTEi: 


L.      M. 


=3=3EF^ 


1  AH!  why  should  bit- tcr  tears  be  shed  In 


sor  -  row  o'er  the  mounded  sod, 


fe^r, 


-d-F^ — *, — '. — -^-  -  ^ 


"When  ver  -  i  -  ly     there    are     no  dead    Of     all 


'  '-'      -0-     -0-      O- 

i:e    chil  -  dren  of    our  Godv 

F 


604 


M. 


605 


(MADISON.     Page  164.) 


1  AH:  why  should  bitter  tears  be  shed 
In  sorrow  o'er  the  mounded  sod, 
When  verily  there  arc  no  dead 
Of  all  the  children  of  cur  God? 


2  They  who  are  lost  to  outward  sense, 
Have  but  flung  olf  their  robes  of  clay, 
And  clothed  in  heavenly  radiance. 
Attend  us  on  our  lowly  Avay. 

■J  And  oft  their  spirits  breathe  in  ours 

The  hope  and  strength  and  love  of  theirs. 
Which  bloom  as  bloom  the  early  flowers 
*    In  breath  of  summer's  viewless  airs. 

4  And  silent  aspirations  start. 

In  promptings  of  their  purer  thought, 
Which  gently  lead  the  troubled  heart 
To  joys  not  even  hope  had  wrought. 

.*>  While  sorrow's  tears  our  eyes  have  wet 
Shed  o'er  the  consecrated  dust, 
Too  much  our  darkened  souls  forget 
The  lessons  of  enduring  trust. 

'3  Let  living  faith  serenely  pour 

Her  sunlight  on  our  pathway  dim. 

And  death  can  have  no  terrors  more; 

But  holy  Joy  shall  walk  with  him. 


HOW  solemn  the  signal  I  hear! 

The  summons  that  calls  me  away, 
In  regions  unknown  to  appear. 

How  shall  I  the  summons  obey? 
What  scenes  in  that  world  shall  arise, 

When  life's  latest  sigh  shall  be  fled, 
And  darkness  hath  sealed  upminecycs, 

And  deep  in  the  dust  I  am  laid? 


2  No  longer  th3  woiid  can  I  view, 

The  scenes  which  so  long  I  have  known, 
My  friends,  I  must  bid  you  adieu, 

For  here  1  must  travel  alone: 
Yet  here  my  Redeemer  has  trod, 

His  hallowed  footsteps  I  know; 
I'll  trust  for  defense  to  his  rod. 

And  lean  on  his  staff  as  I  ffo- 


Dear  Shepherd  of  Israel,  lead  on, 

My  soul  follows  hard  after  thee; 
The  phantoms  of  death  are  all  down, 

When  Jesus  my  Shepherd  I  see. 
Dear  brethren  and  sisters,  I  go 

To  wait  your  arrival  above; 
Be  faithful,  and  soon  you  shall  know 

The  triumj)hs  and  joys  of  his  love. 


294 


DEATH. 


606  <^     M 

1  THE  dead  are  like  the  stars  by  day- 

Withdrawn  from  mortal  eye, 
Yet  holding  unperceived  their  way 
Through  the  unclouded  sky. 

2  By  them,  through  holy  hope  and  love. 

We  feel,  in  houns  serene, 
Connected  with  a  world  above, 
Immortal  and  unseen. 

RETREAT.       L.       M. 


\  i  For  death  his  sacred  seal  hath  set 
j         On  bright  and  bygone  hours; 
I      And  they  we  mourn  are  with  us  yet. 
Are  more  than  ever  ours; 

4  Ours,  by  the  pledge  of  love  and  faith. 
By  hopes  of  love  on  high; 
By  trust,  triumphant  over  death, 
In  immortality. 


I     I 


1  Fare-well,  vain  world,  I'm  going  home,   My   Sav-ior  smiles  and  bids  me  come; 

T«-     -,€-  -«-  -*■  -a-  -m-  -e-      ]        \      \  -fl- 


Bright  an  -  gels  beck-on    me    a  -  way, 


To    sing  God's  praise  in  end  -  less    day. 

-e-  -m_ ^(«-  -tO-*     I    ^ ^ 


aefflHasbijiFppgiSH 


I 


607  L    M 

2  I'm  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die. 
From  grief  and  woe  my  soul  shall  fly; 
Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home. 
Away  to  New  Jerusalem. 

3  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  fly. 
And  join  the  anthems  in  the  sky, 

O  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

4  I  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  there. 
Who  once  did  join  with  me  in  prayer; 
Our  mourning  time  shtU  then  be  o'er. 
And  we  shall  live  to  die  no  more. 


There  shall  I  see  ray  glorious  God, 
And  triumph  in  his  blest  abode; 
My  theme  through  all  eternity 
Shall  glory  to  my  Jesus  be. 


608  c    M 

1  THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands 

Eternal,  and  on  high. 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
'Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay,  ' 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall; 

Then  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  father's  call. 

3  'T  is  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven: 
And  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see: 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 


DEATH. 


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CHIXA. 


M. 


rm. — S.C — i_i^ s^_«. 1_     -i^  —  J,,— J —     — ■_     _•       X     1 — 5^ s^_i — m. 


1  And    let     this     fee  -  ble      bod  -  y     fail,    And    let      it      droop      or      die; 
fcjhall  join   the     dis  -  era  -  bod  -  ied  saints,  And  find  its  long-sought  rest. 


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^ly     soul    shall 
(That    on    -    ly 


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quit 
bliss 


3* 


this    mourn-ful  vale,   And  soar    to  worlds    on      high; 
for  which     it    pants)     In     the    Re  -  deem  -  er's  breast. 


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609 


M.    D. 


2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain, 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain; 
I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years 

Till  my  Deliverer  come. 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears 

And  take  his  exile  home. 


O,  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me: 

Before  my  raptured  eyes 
Rivers  of  life  divinly  see, 

And  trees  of  paradise! 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there; 
They  all  are  robed  in  spotless  white, 

And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 


O,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 


610  c    M 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms- 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble,  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest. 

And  softened  every  bed, 
Where  shall  the  dying  members  rest. 
But  with  their  dying  Head? 

5  Thence  he  arose;  ascended  high. 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound. 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Ye  saints  ascend  the  sky. 


296 


M  KM  OKI  A. 


88  & 


DEATH. 


7S. 


1  Sis  -  ter,  thou  wast  mild  and    love  -  ly,    Gen  -  tie    as     the     sum  -  mer  breeze, 

2  Peace-ful    be     thy   si  -  lent    slum-ber, — Peace-ful  in  the     grave   so   low: 


Pleas-ant  as     the       air     of     eve  -  ning,  When  it  floats     a  -  mong   the    trees. 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our   num  -  ber;  Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 


tFf=S=^-=l 


^mm^m^ 


611 


8s  &  7s. 


3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel; 

But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us: 

He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 


612 


C.     M.     (CHINA.     Page  205.) 


1  BLEST  hour,  when  virtuous  friends  shall 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more,  [meet, 

And  with  celestial  welcome  greet. 
On  an  immortal  shore. 

2  The  parent  finds  the  long-lost  child; 

Brothers  on  brothers  gaze; 
The  tear  of  resignation  mild 
Is  changed  to  joy  and  praise. 

3  Each  tender  tie  dissolved  with  pain, 

With  endless  bliss  is  crowned; 
All  that  was  dead  revives  again; 
All  that  was  lost  is  found. 


4  Congenial  minds,  arrayed  in  light. 

High  thoughts  shall  interchange; 
Nor  cease,  with  ever-new  delight. 
On  wings  of  love  to  range. 

5  Their  Father  marks  their  generous  flame,. 

And  looks  complacent  down; 
Thp  smile  that  owns  their  filial  claim, 
Is  their  immortal  crown. 

613    L.    M.     (MALVERN.    Page  278.) 

1  L'NVAIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb! 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room. 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 

Invade  thy  bounds;  nor  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept:  God's  dying  Son 

Pass'd  thro'  the  grave, and  bless'  the  bed; 

Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till,  from  this  throne, 

The  morning  break  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne  illustrious  morn! 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word! 
Restore  tby  trust:  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 


DEATH. 


29i 


r.OYLSTON. 


M. 


1  Serv  -  ant 


^^m 


of     God,     Tvc-U   done!   Rest   from     thy     loved    cm  -  ploy; 

I-*-    -g-     -a-     --3-  I  ,-»-     ^. 


P^-^: 


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t= 


PE^TrF; 


p; 


p^ 


— ^-^j. — -^: — :g: — ^-^— ^ — ^^ — -^-'- — ^- ^''^ — p — .^-I^o-Xj: 

IS  •  tci 


The    bat   -   tie  fought,   the    vict'  -  ry    Avon 


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En  -  tor     thy     Mas  •  tcr's   joy. 

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I —  t"r~r~* — F" 


614 


S.    M. 


1  SERVANT  of  God,  well  done! 
Kest  from  thy  loved  employ. 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  jo3^ 


2  The  voice  at  midnight  came; 
He  started  up  to  hear; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame, 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  more. 


Tranquil  amid  alarms, 
It  found  him  on  the  field, 

A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms. 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 


4  At  midnight  came  the  cry, 

'•To  meet  thy  God,  prepare!" 
He  woke— and  caught  his  Captian's  eye: 
Then,  strong  in  faith  and  prayer, 

5  His  spirit,  with  a  bound, 

Left  its  encumbering  clay; 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  grouna, 
A  darkened  ruin  lay. 


G  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease; 
And  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 


615 


8s  &  7s. 


1  HAPPY  soul!  thy  days  are  ended, 

All  thy  mourning  days  below; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 
To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go! 

2  Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo!  the  Savior  stands  above; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

3  Struggling  through  the  latest  passion 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast, 
To  his  uttermost  salvation. 
To  his  everlasting  rest; 

4  For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  thy  transitory  pain; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory; 

Sutler,  with  tliy  Lord  to  reign. 


DEATH. 


wast, 


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just  -  ly  dear,   "We    will  not  weep  for  thee; 


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One  thought  shall  check  the    start  -  ing  tear: 


It 


IS, 


that    thou     art      free. 


p-t..- 


|iPPPil^i:iip_|^l:^g.i 


616  c.   M. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 

The  tears  of  love  restrain: 
O,  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 
Could  wish  thee  here  again? 

3  Triumphant  in  thy  closing  eye 

The  hope  of  glory  shone; 
Joy  breathed  in  thy  expiring  sigh, 
To  think  the  race  was  run. 

4  The  passing  spirit  gently  fled, 

Sustained  by  grace  divine; 
O,  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 
And  make  our  end  like  thine. 

617  C.    M. 

1  IN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint,  * 

The  moment  after  death — 
The  glories  that  surround  a  saint. 
When  he  resigns  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks; 

One  effort — and  he's  gone! 
And  lo!  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  We  strive,  but  all  our  efforts  fail 

To  trace  that  upward  flight: 
Ko  eye  can  jiicrce  within  the  vail 
Which  hides  the  world  of  light. 

4  Yet,  though  we  see  them  not,  we  know 

Saints  arc  supremely  blest; 
.\nd  freed  from  sin,  and  care,  and  woe, 
And  wilh  Ihcir  Savior  rest 


5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 
His  face  they  always  view; 
And  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace. 
There  we  shall  praise  him  too. 

618  c.    M. 

1  THE  broken  ties  of  happier  days, 

How  often  do  they  seem 
To  come  before  the  mental  gaze, 
Like  a  remembered  dream; 

2  And  earthly  hand  can  ne'er  again 

Unite  these  broken  ties. 
Around  us  each  dissevered  chain, 
In  sparkling  ruin  lies. 

3  O,  who,  in  such  a  world  as  this. 

Could  bear  their  lot  of  pain. 
Did  not  one  radiant  hope  of  bliss 
Unclouded  yet  remain? 

4  That  hope  the  sov'reign  Lord  has  given. 

Who  reigns  above  the  skies: 
Hope  that  unites  our  souls  to  heaven, 
By  faith's  endearing  ties. 

5  Each  care,  each  ill  of  mortal  birth. 

Is  sent  in  pitying  love 
To  lift  the  lingering  heart  from  earth. 
And  speed  its  flight  above. 

G  And  every  pang  that  wrings  the  breast, 
And  every  joy  that  dies, 
Tells  us  to  seek  a  purer  rest. 
And  trust  the  holier  ties. 


I 


I 


THE  RESURRECTION. 

NETTLETOX.       8s  *&  7s.    D. 


299 


I — ^_». — g  J-» — i — » — iM^  g  — g"*-5 — p  r  pi_ 


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g~t 


^g 


those  you  love;  1^ 
world  a-  bove.  i 
Christian's  head. 


1  Cease,   ye  mourners,  cease   to    lan-guish  O'er  the  graves  of 

Pain   and  death,  and  night  and  an-guish.   En  -  ter    not  the 

D.  C.  Glo  -  ries'    brightest  beams  are  play  -  ing  Round  the  hap-py 

While  our  si  -  lent  steps  are  stray  -  ing  Lone  -  ly  through  night's  deepening  shade, 


^:^^i^^^^^^^i^^^^^S^^ 


619 


8s  &j 


D. 


CEASE,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish, 

O'er  the  graves  of  those  you  love; 
Pain  and  death,  and  night  and  anguish, 

Enter  not  the  world  above. 
While  our  silent  steps  are  straying 

Lonely  through  night's  deep'ning  shade, 
Glories'  brightest  beams  are  playing 

Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 


2  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living. 

They  shall  never,  never  die. 
Endless  pleasure;  pain  excluding, 

Sickness,  there,  no  more  can  come; 
There,  no  fear  of  woe  intruding. 

Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moments  gloom. 


THE  RESURRECTION. 

620  c    M. 

1  THRO'  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 
Amid  the  deep'ning  gloom, 


We,  followers  of  our  suffering  Lord, 
Are  marching  to  the  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more. 

And  all  our  powers  decay. 
Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat. 
Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust, 
The  storms  of  earth  shall  beat. 


4  Yet  not  thus  buried,  or  extinct, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

5  These  ashes,  too,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  last  angel  rise  and  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

6  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays; 
And  the  long  silent  voice  awake 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 


300 


THE  RESURRECTION. 


621    S.     M.     (noYLSTON.     rage  207.) 
J  AND  must  this  body  die? 

This  inorL.il  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 

Lie  mould'riug  in  the  chiy? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  bat  retine  this  flesh, 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

'3  God,  my  Redeemer  lives. 
And  often  from  the  skies, 


Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  form  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 


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KUNDA.      L.      M. 


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1  Shall  man, 


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inirziziqz:: 


er  mol  -  der  in  the  grave? 


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rious  woik,   Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save? 


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1-^1 


622  L    M  1 623 

2  In  those  dark  silent  realms  of  night. 

Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise? 
No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  fears! 

When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness 

Death,lhe  last  foe,  was  cai)tive  led.  [sprang, 

And  heav'n  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

4  Faith  sees  the  bright  eternal  doors 

Unfold  to  make  her  children  way;  I 

They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life,     I 

And  shine  in  everlasting  day.  I 

5  The  trump  shall  sound-the  dead  shall  wake, !  4 

Fnwn  the  cold  tomb  the  slumb'rers  spring;i 
Thro'  heav'n  with  joy,  their  myriads  rise 
And  hail  their  Savior  and  their  king.       i 


C.    M. 


1 1  THE  time  drawsnigh,when  from  the  clouds 
Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend. 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 

2  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 
And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake; 

The  grave  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge, 
While  earth's  foundations  shake. 

3  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 
With  joy  shall  mount  on  high; 

The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 
Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 

A  few  short  years  of  exile  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore; 
Where  death-divided  friends,  at  last, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


THE  UESUIIRECTION. 


801 


ARLINGTON' 


C.       M. 


1  Great  God,    I     own    thy     senteoce  just,  That   na  -  ture  must  dc  •  cay; 


I 


SEEi=R?Ei=3^l-; 


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624 


I     yield      my    bod  -  y 

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to      the    dust,      To     dwell    with     fel  -  low     clay. 


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—    I — i-^ 


C.    M. 


2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  graves, 
And  trample  on  the  tombs, 
My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God  my  Savior  comes. 


The  mighty  conqu'ror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  royal  seat, 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 

Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet. 


4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 
And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh. 
When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again. 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 


Then  shall  I  sec  thy  lovely  face 
With  strong,  immortal  eyes. 

And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 


625 


C.    M. 


2  When  shall  the  tedious  night  be  gone? 
When  will  our  Lord  appear? 
Our  fond  desires  would  pray  him  down, 
Our  love  embrace  him  here. 


3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come. 
And  flaming  guards  around  I 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground! 


•4  I  hear  the  voice;  *'Ye  dead,  arise!" 
And  lo!  the  graves  obey; 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 


5  O:  may  my  humble  spirit  stand 
Amonerthem  clothed  in  white! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
l9  infinite  delight. 


1  now  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign,    G  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise. 
And  triumph  o'er  the  just,  1         When  our  returning  King 

While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain         i     ShaU  bear  us  homeward  thro'  the  skies, 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust.  1         On  love's  triumphant  wing 


302 


THE  RESURRECTION 


DE  FLEURY 


8s.     1). 


|Sfl^W^™ii^i 


Pitie. 


D. 


1  The  angels  who  watched  round  the  tomb  Where  low  the  Re-dcem-er  was  laid,  1 
When  deep  in  mor- tal  -  i  -  ty's  gloom,   He  hid  for      a      sea  -  son  his  head!/ 
C.  Have  witnessed  his  ris  -  ing,  and  swept  The  chords  with  the  triumphs  of  joy. 


f- 


— »-  yw — w      w      w — w — i-P»-p 


iM^^^S 


That  vailed  their  fair  face  while  he  slept,  And  ceased  their  sweet  harps  to  em-ploy, 


626 


8s 


2  Ye  saints,  who  once  languished  below, 

But  long  since  have  entered  your  rest, 
I  pant  to  be  glorified  too, 

To  lean  on  Immanuel  s  breast! 
The  grave  in  which  Jesus  was  laid, 

Has  buried  my  guilt  and  my  fears, 
And  while  1  contemplate  its  shade. 

The  light  of  bis  presence  appears. 


3  O  sweet  is  the  season  of  rest. 

While  life's  weary  journey  is  done; 
The  blush  that  spreads  over  its  west- 

The  last  lingering  ray  of  its  sun! 
Thoagh  dreary  the  empire  of  night, 

I  soon  shall  emerge  from  its  gloom, 
And  see  immortality's  light 

Arise  from  the  shades  of  the  tomb. 


F- 


The  sunbeam  of  life,  as  it  sets, 
Paints  a  rainbow  of  peace  on  the  grave. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 


627 


L.    M. 


1  Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 

Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on 
Man's  busy  generations  pass. 

And  while  we  gaze,  their  forms  are  gone 

2  "He  lived— he  died;"  behold  the  sum, 

The  abstract  of  th'  historian's  page! 
Alike  in  God's  all-seeing  eye, 
The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 

3  O  Father!  in  whose  mighty  hand 

The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie, 
Teach  us  the  boon  of  life  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly; 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 

With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deedsf 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night. 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 


TIME  AISD  ETERNITY. 


VICOLO. 


M. 


1    O    time!  how  few  thy  val  ue  weigh!  How  few  will    es 


^-<-t-r>-^^ 


ti  -  mate   a     day! 


iiif^]pil^iii^§pip|iii 


=R- 


iSiifiESifpiMiiiiiPP 


Days,  months  and  years  are  roll  ing  on,    The     soul     neg  -  lect  -  ed    and    un-done. 


♦fn^.A-'^^ 


^--,^~r;P-, 


m^mmmm 


628 


L.    M. 


629 


L.     M. 


1  O  TIME!  how  few  thy  value  weigh! 
How  few  will  estimate  a  day! 
Days,  months  and  years  are  rolling  on. 
The  soul  neglected  and  undone. 


1  AT  every  motion  of  our  breath, 
'     Life  trembles  on  the  brink  of  death; 
A  taper's  flame  that  upward  turns. 
While  downward  to  the  dust  it  burns. 


In  painful  cares,  in  empty  joys, 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys; 
While  death  stands  watching  at  our  side. 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 


Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race. 
Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place? 
Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  designed 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind. 


4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashioned  all  the  sons  of  time; 
Then  let  us  every  day  give  heed, 
That  we  his  servants  be  indeed 


2  Moment  by  moment  years  are  past. 
And  one  ere  long  will  be  our  last; 
There  is  a  point  no  eyes  can  see, 
Y"et  on  it  hangs  eternity. 


3  This  is  that  moment — who  shall  tell. 
Whether  it  leads  to  heaven  or  hell? 
This  is  that  moment — as  we  choose, 
Th'  immortal  soul  we  save  or  loose. 


■4  Time  past  and  time  to  come  are  not — 
Time  present  is  our  only  lot; 
O  God!  henceforth  our  hearts  incline. 
To  seek  no  other  love  than  thine. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 


I  M m — t 


1  To-inor-row,  Lord!  is  thine,  Lodged  in  thy  sov'rcign hand;  And  if  its  sun  a- 


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fl 


rise  and  shine;  It  shines  by    thy    com  -  mand,  It  shines  by    thy   com  -  mand. 

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I 


630  s.   M. 

1  TO-MORROW,  Lord!  is  thine, 

Lodged  in  thy  sov'reign  hand; 
And  it  its  sun  arise  and  shine; 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies. 

And  bears  our  life  away; 
O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-da3^ 


GIVE. 

:#.or-_zi:pi:. 


C.      M. 

I. 


I 


33 


3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awake  by  thine  almighty  power 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care; 

O,  be  it'still  pursued! 
Lest  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 


-JE*: 


-B- 


wmM^m 


1  Our   daj's,     a  •  las!     our     mor  -  tal   days  Are    short  and   wretch-ed    too; 


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I  , I 


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'E  -  vil     and     few"    the     patriarch  says,     And     well     the    patriarch    knew. 


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\JL. 


^^^£|^J|^lgp_^ 


TIME  A>:i>  ETERNITY. 


305 


631 


C.    M. 


1  OUR  days,  alas!  our  niorlal  di\ys 

Arc  short  and  •vsretcbcd  too; 
"Evil  and  few"  the  patriarch  says, 
And  well  the  patriarch  knew. 

2  '  Tis  but  at  best  a  narrow  bound, 

That  heaven  allows  to  men: 
And  pains  and  sins  run  through  the  round 
Of  three  score  years  and  ten. 


3  Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few, 

Run  on,  my  days,  in  haste; 
Moments  of  sin.  and  months  of  woe, 
Ye  cannot  flow  too  fast. 

4  Let  heavenly  love  prepare  my  soul, 

And  call  her  to  the  skies. 
Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 


TIME  IS  WINGING.       Ys  tt  6S. 


1  Time  is     wing 
Life     is       but 


ing    U3      a    -  way      To    our      e    -    ter  -  nal    home; 
a       win  -  ter's  day  —  A  jour  -  ney      to      the     tomb. 


Y'outh  and  vig  -  or     soon     will     flee,    Bloom- ing    beau  -  ty     loose     its  charms; 


■■^=r 


—w- —  m — ^     ^ — B — S  •  ^^f^~^—^ * — ^ — ^^-g-J— &-= — 

All  that's    mor    -    tal      soon      will      be      En -closed     in    death's    cold    arms 


632  "^  &  6s. 

1  TIME  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb: 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  loose  its  charms; 
All  thats  mortal  soon  will  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 


2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home, 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb: 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  nnd  beauty  soon  above; 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 


30G 


TIME  AKD  ETEKKITY. 


AKIEL. 


M. 


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mo  -  ment's  space,  Re- 

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in     hell. 


^    '  '0"r\  ~i:  in:  n:  "if- 

moves  me  to  yon  heavenly  place,  Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell,  Or  shuts  me  up 

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634  C.    P.    M. 


ft 


633  c.    P.    M. 

2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  dcei)ly  on  my  thoughtless  heart 

Eternal  things  impress: 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late: 

AVake  me  to  righteousness. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

AVhen  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
And  tell  me.  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 

4  "Re  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holj'  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
And  sutler  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  lo  the  end  endure. 


MY  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years, 
Fly  rapid  as  the  whirling  spheres, 

Around  the  steady  pole; 
Time,  like  a  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
And  I  must  launch  through  endless  deeps^ 

Where  endless  ages  roll. 

The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  seen; 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  between, 

And  whisper  as  they  fly: 
Unthinking  man,  rememljer  this — 
Though  fond  of  sublunary  bliss — 

That  thou  must  groan  and  die. 

My  soul,  attend  the  solemn  call! 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  shortly  fall, 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight, 
Beyond  the  vast  expansive  blue, 
To  sing  above,  as  angels  do. 

Or  sink  in  gloomy  night. 


TIME  AND  ETKKMTY 

SIIEiaiUKNE.      1..       M. 

jJ:-#^ ^--! '-   -'    --' 1 


307 


I     How  vuin    is     all    beneath  the  skies!  How  transient  eve  -  ly  curlh-ly  bliss! 


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foiid  -  est  ties  That  bind  us      to 


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a    world    like    this! 


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635 


L.    M. 


636 


;M.    (MOK^'I^'GTo^^  Page  300.) 


1  HOAV  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies! 
How  transient  every  earthly  bliss! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this. 


1  Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  frame! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  scaree  deserves  the  name. 


■-'  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 
The  witn  ring  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true, 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 


3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 
And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 
There  is  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 


4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears; 
If  God  be  ours,  we're  trav'ling  home. 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 


2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay. 

That  built  our  body  first! 
And  every  month,  and  every  day, 
'T  is  moldering  back  to  dust. 


3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay; 
Just  like  a  flood  (Hir  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 


AVell,  if  our  days  must  fly. 
We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight, 

We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  kt  them  sjjced  their  flight. 


5  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea! 
Soon  shall  we  reach  the  i)eaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 


308 


MONTGOMKKV 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

M. 


1  Let   oth  -  ers  boast  how  strong  they  be,   Nor  death  nor  dan  -  ger  fear: 


-li^l- 


1—2—i 


thcc,   What  fee  -  ble   tilings  Ave     are. 


But  we'll    con  -  fesp, 


637 

1  LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear; 
But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay, 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs. 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone; 
Strange!  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long! 

4  But  't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame 

The  God  who  formed  us  first; 

Praise  be  to  his  almighty  name, 

That  reared  us  from  the  dust. 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  life,  or  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs. 
Or  tbfy  would  breathe  no  more. 


638 


0.     M. 


TK.XCII  me  tbe  measure  of  my  day; 
Thou  Maker  of  mv  frame! 


I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 


2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast. 
An  inch  or  two  of  time; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
}n  all  his  tlower  and  prime. 

o  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move. 
Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain, 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 


i  4  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show; 
Some  dig  for  golden  ore; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for.  then, 
From  creatures,  earth  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 


0  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
3Iy  fond  desire  recall; 
T  give  my  mortal  interest  up. 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 


309 


639 


C.     M. 

all  thinirs 


1  HOW  vain  arc  all  thinjzs  here  below, 

How  false,  and  yet  how  fair! 
Each  pleasure  has  its  poison,  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light: 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
Where  we  possess  delight; 

0  Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds 

And  leave  but  half  for  God! 
-1  The  fondness  of  a  creatures  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 

Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 
•')  Dear  Savior!  let  thy  beauties  be 

iMy  soul's  eternal  food: 
And  grace  command  my  heart  avray 

For  all  created  good. 

640  ^-   M. 

1  THEE  Ave  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  thee, 

MOKNINGTOX.      wS.       M. 


How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we! 

Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 
As  months  and  days  increase, 

And  every  beating  pulse  wc  tell. 
Leaves  but  the  numberless. 

The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave; 

Whate'er  we  do,  whate'er  we  be, 
We're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

Dangers  stand  thick  thro'  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 

To  hurry  mortals  home. 

Infinite  joy,  or  wretched  wo. 

Attend  on  every  breath: 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go. 

Upon  the  brink  of  death! 

Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 
To  walk  this  dangerous  road; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 


1    How    swift     the      tor  -  rent  rolls    That    bears 


O' 


BiilliieSiiiiii^iil 


The  tide   that      hur  -  ries  thouchtless  souls     To     vast      e     -    ter    -    iii    -    ty. 


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641  s.    M. 

-  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  called  their  own?  | 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares,  4 

And  wealth  and  honor,  gone. 
3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear.  j 

Thou  everlasting  Friend!  I 


While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge. 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace. 

Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 
Page  308.) 


310 

642   ^-      ^^-      (MONTGOMERY 

1  KIND  souls  rellect  awhile  Avith  me, 

Ul)Ou  our  wretched  state! 
How  frail  our  life,  how  short  our  time. 
Our  miseries,  how  great! 

2  How  short  the  pleasures  earth  affords! 

How  transient  and  how  few, 
Compared  with  heaven's  eternal  joys, 
And  pleasures  ever  new. 

3  Come,  let  us  leave  the  things  of  earth 

'(Whose  pleasures  jioisons  are), 
And  haste  away  to  Canaan's  land, 
And  try  our  interest  there. 

HEAVEN. 

FREDERICK.       llS. 


4  Make  the  extended  skies  your  tomb, 
Let  heaven  record  your  worth. 

For  know  vain  mortals  all  must  die, 
As  natur's  sickliest  birth. 

5  Would  bounteous  heav'n  indulge  my  pray'r 
A  nobler  choice  I'd  frame, 

Than  here  to  be  esteemed  great, 
Or  gain  an  earthly  name: 

6  But  in  thy  book  of  life  divine. 
My  God!  inscribes  my  name: 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place 
Beneath  the  slaughtered  Lamb. 


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643 


lis. 


2  J  would  rot  live  always,  if  fetterpJ  l)y  sin— 
TciijptRtion  vviffiont  atifl  corruption  within; 
And  the  rapturo  of  pardon  be  niinjiied  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

'A  I  would  not  live  always;  no,  welcome  tlie  tomb; 
Since  JeBUK  haw  Iain  there,  1  dread  not  its  glouiii ; 
There  sweet  be  my  re^t  (ill  he  bid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 


— Pa-I— -« — m 

EFSEtEEF. 


cloud  -  ed  with 


4  Who,  who  would  live  always  away  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode. 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er  the  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ? 

5  There  paints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Savior  and  brethren  transported  to  greet ; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 

And  iho  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 


MY    FATHERLAND. 


HEAVEN. 

9s  it  8s. 


311 


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1  There  is  a  place  where  my  hopes  are  stay'd,  My  heart  and  my  treasure   are  there  I 
^         -fl-  -«-  -«•-     _  ^ 


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"Where  verdure  and  blos-soms   nev 


er  fade,   And  fields  are  e  -  ter  -  nal  •  ly  fair. 


CHORUS. 

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That  blissful  place  is  my   dear  fa-ther-laud:      By  faith  its  delights  I      ex  -  pi  ore; 

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But    sweet-er,   dear  -  er,   dear-er  is  the  hand,  That  leads  me  in  peace  to  the  shore. 

-«-    m-   -m-      .    -«-  -m- 

r       ^       <^       \  ^       ^       .\a' 


Exhalted  with  Christ,  high  on  his  throne, 
The  King  in  his  beauty  they  see. 

Clio. — That  blissful  place. &c. 


644  9s  &  8s 

2  There  is  a  place  where  the  angels  dwell — 

A  i)ure  and  a  peaceful  abode; 

The  joys  of  that  place  no  tongue  can  tell;l  4  There  is  place  where  1  hope  to  live, 

For  there  is  the  palace  of  God.  ^Vhen  life  and  its  labors  are  o'er; 

Cuo— That  blissful  place,  «&c.  ^  pi-ice  which  the  Lord  to  me  will  give 

3  There  is  a  place  where  my  friends  are  gone  And  then  I  shall  sorrow  no  more. 

"Who  suffered  and  worshiped  with  me;    ;  Cho.— That  blissful  place,  &c. 


312  HEAVEN. 

A    HOME   IX   HEAVEN.      10s. 


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1  A    home    in  heaveu  !  what  a   joy-lul  thought,   As  the  poor  man  toils    in     his     wea-ry  loti 


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His     heart   oppressed,  and   with    an-guish  dilven  From   h:s  home    be  -  low     to     his     home    in  heaven. 


CHORUS. 


'IVl'^}- — ^-"^-^-F-g- *  ♦Fgj. — g-S.-^F-^- |S  F 

Trav'ling      on  so   glad  and  free,  To  a    home  for  you  and  me,  Come  and 

Trav'iingon  so  glad  and  free.  To  a  home  forvouandme, 

_^  -     -  p  ^-r        —      -^ 

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join  our  hap  -  py  band, 

Come   and  join  our    hap 


to    the    prom-iscd   heaven-Iy    land, 
to    the    prom-ised   heavenly    laud. 


■m-  -m'  -m-  -«-  -(€-  -m 
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645 


lOs. 


2  A  home  in  heaven  !  As  the  suff' rer  lies 
On  his  bed  ot  pain,  and  uplifts  his  eyes 
To  that  bright  home,  what  ajoy  is  given, 

With  the  blessed  thought  of  his  home  in  heaven  ! 
Oho.— 

3  A  home  in  heaveu  !  When  our  pleasures  fade, 
And  our  wealth  and  fame  in  the  dust  are  laid. 
And  strength  decavs,  and  our  health  is  riven, 
We  are  happy  still  with  our  home  lu  lieaveu  ! 

Cho.— 


4  A  home  in  heaven  !  When  the  faint  heart  bleeds 
By  the  Spirit's  strokes  for  its  evil  deeds, 
0,  then  what  bliss  in  that  heart  forgiven, 
Does  the  hope  inspire  of  a  home  in  heaven! 
Cho.— 


.5  A  home  in  heaven  !    When  our  friends  are  fled 
To  the  cheerless  gloom  of  the  moldering  dead, 
We  wait  in  hope  on  the  promise  given — 
We  will  meet  up  there  in  our  home  in  heaven. 
Cho.— 


HEAVEN. 


IIOWAKD. 


313 


1    Je  -  ru    -    sa 

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646 


c.    M. 


1  JERUSALEM!  Jerusalem! 
It  is  not  to  behold 
The  glory  of  thy  jasper-walls, 
Thy  streets  of  purest  gold; 


To  see  the  twelve  Apostles'  names 
Upon  Ihy  bulwark  traced; 

Thy  gates — each  one  a  solid  pearl. 
By  each  an  angel  placed; 


3  The  stream  of  life  from  'neath  the  throne, 
Nor  yet  that  throne  to  see — 
That  I  would  pray,  "O  may  my  home 
Be  found  at  last  in  thee!" 


4  No  er.rthly  eye  I  know  hath  seen 
The  glories  that  are  thine; 
No  ear  hath  heard  such  strains  as  rise 
From  'mid  the  host  divine. 


3  But  O:  than  all  thy  streets  can  boast 
My  eager  eyes  would  see 


Jesus,  the  precious  Lamb  of  God, 
"Who  died  to  ransom  me! 


"Jerusalem!  Jerusalem! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me, 
O  may  at  last  my  name  be  found,' 

With  Christ,  my  Lord,  in  thee! 


647      lis.     (FREDERICK.    Page  310.) 


1  on  where  can  tlie  houI  find  relief  from  its  foes? 
A  shelter  of  safety,  a  home  of  repose? 
Can  earth's  highest  summit,  or  deepest  hid  vale, 
Give  a  relage,  nor  sorrow,  nor  ein  can  a-ssail  ? 


2  Shall  it  leave  the  low  earth,  and  soar  to  the  sky, 
And  seek  for  a  home  in  the  mansions  on  high  '( 
In  the  bright  realms  of  Miss  will  a  dwelling  bo  given, 
And  the  sonl  find  a  home  in  the  glory  of  Leaven  ? 


3  0?  holy  and  pweet  its  rest  sball  be  there  ! 

Free  forever  from  sin,  and  from  sorrow  and  care  ; 
And  the  loud  hallehijaliH  ot  nngels  sliall  rise, 
To  welcome  the  sou!  to  its  home  in  the  skies. 


314 


CHRISTIAN  S    HOME 


1  In     the    Chris-tian's   home  in      glo  -  ry   There    re  -  mains   a    land    of   rest, 


There  my     Sav  -  ior's   gone     be  -  fore      me!      To 


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fill    my     soul's  re  -  quest. 


f—y- 


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rest  for  the  weary,  There  is  rest  for  you.  On  the  other  side  of 


Jordan,  in  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden 


q-q=ipizisrq;qmqn-^r^: 
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Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming,  There  is  rest  for  you. 


648  8s  &  -s. 

2  lie  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Wh'.ch  eternally  shall  stand 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient, 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

Clio. — There  is  rest,  &c. 

3  Pain  nor  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter. 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share, 
But  in  that  celestial  center, 
1  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

Clio. — There  is  rest,  &c. 


p-_ -p_|9_«_|e_  |e^«_^     J      ' 


Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished; 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn; 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  ye  ransomed! 

Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 
Cno. — There  is  rest,  &c. 

Sin;;,  O  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory, 
Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go; 

Zion's  gate  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  find  and  entrance  through. 
Cno. — There  is  rest,  &c. 


HEAVEN. 


315 


KOIIR.       C.       M. 


count 


mun  -  uel's  ground 


The 


— ii- 
liTS     of     Zi    -    on   cheer 


i-r-n-r-n- 


saiiiig;gieii 


our  hearts,  While  stran  gers 


-P-       -(9- 


^f^^i 


% 


here 

I 


we     toil. 

I 

^-1 


ilgil 


649 

2  Oft  do  your  eyes  with  joy  o'crflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  {ears; 
Yet  naught  but  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise 
And  naught  but  sin  our  fears. 

3  The  flowers  that  spring  along  the  road 

We  scarcely  stoop  to  pluck: ' 
We  walk  o'er  beds  of  shining    ore, 
Nor  waste  a  wishful  look. 

4  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore; 
And  ever}'  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet 
His  temples  pierced  before. 

650    T-    ^J.    (SHERBURNE.     Page  307.) 

1  THERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen, 

In  visions  of  enraptured  thought. 
So  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught. 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise. 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm  serene  abode: 


The  wand'rer  there  a  home  may  find, 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 


651 


C.    M. 


1  LO!  I  behold  the  scat' ring  shades, 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears; 
The  sweet  immortal  morning  spreads, 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

2  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room. 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground  I 

3  I  hear  the  voice — "Ye  dead,  arise!' 

And  lo! the  graves  obey; 
And  walking  saints  with  joyful  eyes. 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

4  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  midway  air; 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  low  adore  him  there. 

5  O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them  clothed  in  white. 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand, 
Is  infinite  delight. 

G  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 
When  our  returning  King, 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  thro'  the  skies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing! 


31G 


ITEAVEN. 


HOME,  SWKKT  HOME 


lis. 


1  'Mid  scenes  of  con  -  fu  -  sion,  and  crea-ture  com-plaints,  How  sweet  to  my 


|Eb=^j;£L 


— I •     r'*. — 1      ^  — 


wmm^^^:^^ 


soul      is      com  -  mim  -  ion    Avith  saints;    To      find     at      the      ban  -  quet      of 


mer  -  cy   there's  room,  And  feel     in    the    pres  -  ence     of      Je 


sus    at  home. 


si^ 


N_JS  S_V 


:j:JE±.:l:*-_ 


M» — ^- 

ry,  my  home. 


Home, home, sweet,  sweet,  home;  Pre  -  pare  me,  dear  Savior,  for    glo 


652  lis. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace! 
And  thrice  precious  .lesus,  whose  love  cannot  ceaso 
Though  oft  Irom  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 

1  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory,  at  home, 

Cho. — Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  &c. 

3  I  sigh  for  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free. 

Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee; 
Though  now  my  temptation  like  billows  may  foam, 
AH, all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at  home. 
Cho. — Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  Ac, 

4  While  hero  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 

0  give  me  suhmission  and  strength  as  my  day; 


In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come. 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

Cho. — Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  &c. 

5  Whate'er  thon  deniest,  0  give  me  thy  grace, 
Tiie  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face; 
Jlndue  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy  throne. 
And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

Cho. — Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  &c. 

6  I  long  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine; 

And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  fiom  the  tomb. 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 

Cho. — Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  &c. 


HEAVEN. 


81' 


mason's  ciiaxt. 


jr. 


1  Priiisc  to    the    Lord,  for  they  are    past,    They  are   gone    saf^ 
-P-      -?-■    -I*l_?-     -1^      t     -r-      -^^     -P-     -^     -^     f-   ^  -'=■ 


They've  borue  the  wild  -  est    tern  -  pest  -  blast,   And  heard  the  last   storm's    roar. 


I      I 


I 


ii^^^iiiiilf|i^=yir~' 


653 


C.    M. 


1  PRAISE  to  the  Lord,  for  they  are  past. 
They  are  gone  safe  before; 
They've  borue  the  wildest  tempest-blast, 
And  heard  the  last  storm's  roar. 


-  Mourners  they  were — they  weep  not  now; 
Sick — now  they  know  not  pain: 
And  glory  shines  on  every  brow 
Of  that  once  feeble  train. 


3  0  blest,  and  beautiful,  and  bright, 
How  fair  their  white  robes  gleam! 
O  to  behold  the  glorious  sight, 
"Without  a  vail  between! 


4  Yet  once  like  us  with  trembling  fear, 
Their  unknown  path  they  viewed; 
Now,  God  has  wiped  away  each  tear, 
From  all  that  multitude. 


5  Shout!  they  have  gained  their  rest  at  last. 
The  port  where  they  would  be; 
Thro'  adverse  gales  and  tempest's  blast, 
Their  foU'wers  still  are  we. 


654 


C.    M. 


1  .JERUSALEM,  my  glorious  home ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me; 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 

2  When  shall  these   eyes  thy  heaven-built 

And  pearly  gates  behold?  [walls 

Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold? 

3  O,  when  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end? 

4  There  happier  bow'rs  than  Eden's   bloom 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know; 
Blest  seats!  thro'  rude  and  storniy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  or  woe? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  laud  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

6  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there. 

Around  my  Savior  stand; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 


318 


HEAVEN. 


OLMUTz.     s.     :m. 


1  "For 

2  Here 


cv 
in 


cr 
the 


^vith 
bod 


the 

■  y 


Lord!"    A  -  men  ! 
pent,      Ab  -  sent 


KfeE;?E^^=lr^EF:^-fe3 


so 
from 


let 
him, 


be; 
roam, 


O  ._ 

-^ r  -I.       —  ^ 

Life  from    the 
Yet  night  -  ly 

9-r-f- 


dead 
pitch 


IS 

my 


iu      that 
mov  -  insc 


word — 'T  is     im  -  mor  -  tal    -    i    -    ty. 
tent     A     day's  march  nca  -  rer   home. 


~  .a-  F-^ — fa — B — F- 


d-  -t 


'f-     .      .       . 

655  s.    M. 

3  ]*,Iy  Father's  house  on  high — 

'Home  of  my  soul  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
The  golden  gates  appear! 

4  "For  ever  with  the  Lord!" 

Father,  if  't  is  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 

VIXCEXT.     8s  <fc  Vs. 


um^ 


■i^fL^i 


-^ 
&F 


— I 

5  So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
In  death  shall  I  escape  from  death, 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

G  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 
"For  ever  with  the  Lord." 


\^ 


,mil^3i 


1  When  we  pass  through  yon  -  der  riv-er,  When  we  reach  the     far  -  ther  shore, 
D.  G.  All    our    con  -  flict  then     shall  cease,   Fol- lowed  by    e    -    ter  -  nal  peace. 

ft 


©-:#4-F 


I  I  I  I  I         I     I  I  I  I  1  /r\D.  c. 


I  I 

.^ .1 — 


1-3 


— g— r— g-F^^ — ! 


There's  an     end      of      war     for-cv-er;    We    shall    see    our     foes    no    more; 

f-_r  -^  -f- 


I 


?: 


:tJ^ 


mm 


HEAVEN. 


319 


656 


8s  &  7s. 


A  WHEN  we  pass  through  yonder  river, 
Wheu  we  reach  the  farther  shore, 

There's  an  end  of  war  forever; 
Wc  shall  see  our  foes  no  more; 

All  our  conflict  then  shall  cease, 

Followed  by  eternal  peace. 

2  After  warfare,  rest  is  pleasant: 
O  how  sweet  the  prospect  is! 

Though  we  toil  and  strive  at  present, 
Let  us  not  repine  at  this: 

Toil,  and  pain,  and  conflict  past, 

All  endear  repose  at  last. 


3  When  we  gaip  the  heavenly  regions, 

When  we  touch  the  heavenly  shore — 
Blessed  thought! — no  hostile  legions 

Can  alarm  or  trouble  more: 
Far  beyond  the  reach  of  foes, 
We  shall  dwell  in  sweet  repose. 

4  O  that  hope!  how  bright,  how  glorious! 

'Tis  his  people's  blesi  reward; 
In  the  Savior's  strength  victorious, 

They  at  length  behold  their  Lord: 
In  his  Kingdom  they  shall  rest. 
In  his  love  be  fully  blest. 


ARE  AVE  ALMOST  THERE.''       P.       M. 


H-C-lCsr— 


1  Are  we  almost  therel  are  we  almost  there?  Says  the  weary  saint  as  he  sijrhs  for  home; 

.p-  .^.  -p.  -p    -p.  -e-   ,.  -p.  -f~^  -P-P^     e-  -f-  -P- 


••-     -e-      ■     ^       ,■      -0-     -*-    -o- 


III  f-     -e-     ■    u      ■     _0,     .^.   _Q. 

Are  those   the  verdant  trees  that  reai  Their  stately  forms  'mid  heaven's  bright  dome! 


^  MjLm^       III  -/Q        J 

EEir£F=_SEE 


r-f^ 


mmmrn 


657 


P.    M. 


2  Then  ho  talks  of  the  flowers,  th'  nnsnllied  stream 
That  flows  through  the  paradise  of  God  ; 
And  lie  loD^s  to  wake  from  life's  troubled  dream, 
To  walk  those  golden  streets  abroad. 


3  He's  weary  and  sick  of  this  world's  nide  strife, 
And  pant's  for  a  holy,  peaceful  clime; 
To  glow  with  the  vigor  of  endless  lite. 
And  be  compassed  no  more  by  the  bounds  of  time. 


4  niB  eye  is  fixed  on  the  world  to  come. 

He  walks  by  faith  through  this  vale  of  care, 
And  o(t  inquires,  as  he  draws  near  home. 
With  arixjons  heart— Are  we  almost  there? 


5  They  bid  him  look  at  the  charms  of  earth, 
At  the  boasted  trophies  man  doth  rear; 
To  enter  the  giddy  halls  of  mirth  ; 
But,  ah !  how  vain  do  they  all  appear ! 


For  he's  had  an  earnest  of  those  joys 
Which  the  righteoHs  alone  can  ever  share  ; 

He  turns  with  contempt  from  these  earthly  toys. 
And  fervently  asks — Aie  we  almost  there? 


7  He  is  waiting  to  hear  the  trumpet  sound. 
And  to  meet  his  Savior  in  the  air ! 
The  day  star  dawns— 8fX)n,  with  joyous  bound. 
He  can  say  indeed— We  are  aJmost  there. 


320 


HEAVEN. 


WHAT  MUST  IT  HE.       8s. 


1  We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest,    That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair; 


"m^^^^^^^^^m. 


— .— s.'i 


l^_#     o-_. 


I 


' — -^ — 


-I — b^-j; 
_s > 


S^SIif^i 


:3^-=S-Da 


-♦'—♦'- 


And,  oft     are     its     glo  -  ries  confessed,   But  what  must  it     be     to     be   there! 

-«-    -«••    -m-  -«-*    -m-    -a*     -m-    -m-    -m'   -m--»^ 


CHORUS. 


Oh,  what  must  it  be    to    be  there,  to  be  there,  Oh,  what  must  it  be  to   be  there; 

-m-   -m-   m'  -«-  -m 

~~r— [-"I ^ — ^ ^^JL  _  •    ftrzZi^  .t^n rzx i      ^    ^  r  ^_t 

r-    ^    1^  n 


With  Je-sus  our  friend,  All  e  -  ter-ni  -  ty  to  spend.  Oh,  what  must  it  be  to  be  there. 

-m-   m-  -m-   m'  -^-  -«*   ^   "^  -m-  -^^ 


658  8s 

2  We  Hpeak  of  its  patliways  of  gold — 

Its  walls,  decked  with  jewels  so  rare- 
Its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold; 
Hut  what  must  it  l)«i  to  there? 

Clio — Oh,  what  must  it  be,  ic. 

3  We  cpeak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  s<)rrr)w.  tenii)tation,  and  care  — 
From  trials  withotit  and  within  : 
But  what  must  it  he  to  he  there? 
Cuo. — Oh,  what  must  it  he,  Ac. 


v 


_4  We  ppealc  of  its  service  of  love 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear; 
The  church  of  the  first-born  above  : 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 
Cho. — Oh,  what  must  it  be,  Ac. 

5  0  Lord,  amidst  gladness  or  woe. 
For  heaven  our  spirits  prepare; 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know, 
.\nd  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

Cuo.-  Oh,  what  must  it  be,  &c. 


HEAVEN, 


321 


I  DO  BELIEVE.       C.       M. 


1  Give    mc    the  wings    of     fjiith     to     rise     AVilb  -  in    the    vail,    and    see 

^       ■!.-  6.^  -^-   ♦  -f-  p-   p-  f-  r-  ■>-  -^^  o 


The    saints     a  -  bove — how   great  their  joysl  How  bright  their  glo  -  rics    be! 


-P-   f-    t   -P-   f-   -f-  f-  -P-  J5  >-  >■ 


=^-='p=r-8r 


659 


C.     M. 


1  GIVE  mc  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise, 
Within  the  vail  and  see 
The  saints  above — how  great  their  joys: 
How  bright  their  glories  be ! 


2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below. 
And  wet  their  couch  with  tears; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 


I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came; 

They,  with  united  breath. 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 

Their  triumphto  his  death. 


4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 
His  zeal  inspired  their  breast; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  Lord, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 


0  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 
For  his  own  pattern  given, 
"While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
bhow  the  same  path  to  heaven. 


660  c.    M 

1  WHAT,  if  our  bark,  o'er  life's  rough  wave, 
By  adverse  winds  be  driven, 
And  howling  tempests  round  us  rave? — 
There  are  no  tears  in  heaven. 


2  What,  though  affliction  be  our  lot. 

Our  hearts  with  anguish  riven! 
Still,  let  it  never  be  forgot — 
There  are  no  tears  in  heaven. 

3  Our  sweetest  joys  here  vanish  all. 

And  fade  like  hues  at  even; 
Our  brightest  hopes  like  meteors  fall — 
There  are  no  tears  in  heaven. 

4  The  mourner  sad,  who,  drowned  in  grief, 

Hath  long  in  sorrow  striven. 
Shall  find,  at  last,  a  sweet  relief — 
Tears  wiped  away  in  heaven. 

5  Thou,  God,  our  joy  and  rest  shall  be, 

And  sorrow  far  be  driven; 
And  sin  and  death  forever  flee; 
There  are  no  tears  in  heaven. 

0  There,  from  the  blooming  tree  of  life 
The  healing  fruit  is  given; 
There,  there  shall  cease  the  painful  strife; 
There  are  no  tears  in  heaven. 


lIExVVEN. 


LIXDON. 


1  There  i3     a     re  -  gion  lov  -  lier 


far    Than  sa 


iiiiiiii 


ges  tell   or    po  -  ets  sing, 


E^l 


if 


;  Au( 


O' — <9 # O" 

Bright-er  than  noon-day  glo  -  ries  are; 


_-pip:^ — ^ — ^ 


661  L.    M. 

-  It  is  not  fanned  by  summer's  gale: 
L.^     'Tis  not  refreshed  by  vernal  showers; 
It  never  needs  the  moon-beam  pale — 
For  there  are  known  no  evening  hours. 

3  No:  for  that  world  is  ever  bright 

AVith  purest  radiance  all  its  own: 
The  streams  of  uncreated  light 
Flow  round  it  from  th'  eternal  throne. 

4  It  is  all  holy  and  serene, 

The  laud  of  glory  and  repose; 
No  cloud  obscures  the  radiant  scene; 
There  not  a  tear  of  sorrow  Hows. 

5  In  vain  the  curious,  searching  eye 

May  seek  to  view  the  fair  abode, 
Or  find  it  in  the  starry  sky: 
It  is  the  dwelling-place  of  God, 

662  l^s.  (home  sweet  home.  Page  31G.) 

1  An  alien  from  God  and  a  fitranger  to  grace, 

1  wander  throu};h  earth,  its  gay  plrasures  to  trace  ; 
In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continue  to  roam, 
Unmindful,  alas  !  that  it  leads  me  from  home. 

Hume,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
0  Savior,  direct  me  to  Leaven,  my  home. 

2  The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away, 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay  ; 
But  pleiusures  more  lasting,  in  Jesus  are  given 
{»alv;ition  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  heaven. 

Home,  liome,  sweet,  sweet  home. 
The  saintd  in  those  mansions  are  ever  at  home. 

3  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false  glowing  charms, 
The  Savior  invites  me,  I'll  go  to  his  arms  ; 

At  the  banquet  of  mercy,  I  hear  there  is  room, 
O  there  may  I  feast  witli  his  children  at  home! 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  borne, 
0  JesuH,  conduct  me  lo  heaven,  my  home! 
-J  Farewell,  vain  amusements— my  follies,  adieu, 
While  Jesu«,  and  heaven,  and  glory  I  view; 


mm- 


d  soft  -  er  than   the   tints  of  spring. 

P— " 


I  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from  his  throne, 
The  foretaste  of  heaven,  sweet  Leaven,  my  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
0  when  shall  I  fchare  the  fruition  of  home. 
The  days  otmy  exile  are  passing  away. 
The  time  is  approaching,  when  Jesus  shall  say, 
Well  done  failhfiil  servant,  sit  down  on  my  throne, 
And  dwell  in  luy  presence  for  ever  at  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
0  there  I  shall  lest  with  the  Savior  at  home. 
Affliction  and  sorrow,  and  death  shall  be  o,er. 
The  tiaints  shall  unite  to  be  parted  no  more, 
Their  loud  liallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high  dome. 
They  dwell  with  the  Savior  forever  at  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  heme, 
They  dwell  with  the  Savior  for  ever  at  home. 


663 

1 


L.    M. 


ON  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood 
A  num'rous  host  redeemed  by  blood; 
They  hymned  their  King  in  strains  divine, 
I  heard  the  song  and  strove  to  join. 
Here  all  who  suffered  sword  or  flame 
For  truth,  or  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
Shout  vict'ry  now%  aud  hail  the  Lamb, 
And  bow  before  the  great  I  AM. 
While  everlasting  ages  roll. 
Eternal  love  shall  feast  their  soul, 
And  scenes  of  bliss  for  ever  new 
Else  in  succession  to  their  view. 
4  O  sweet  employ  to  sing  and  trace 

Th'  amazing  bights  and  depths  of  grace; 

And  spend,  frou\  sin  and  sorrow  free, 

A  blissful,  vast  eternity! 

O  what  a  sweet  exalted  song, 

When  every  tribe  and  every  tongue, 

Redeemed  by  blood,   with  Christ  appear, 

And  joined  in  one  full  chorus  there! 


IIEAVKN. 


323 


r.OXAK. 


M. 


^gl^E^ligg-i^iS^l^g^f 


"1 
♦  • 

1  A 


few 


more 


'0 

years 


shal 


F- 


■ 
roll, 


^^i 


t-.t-i— h-* — • — ; 


And  wo      shall     lie      with    them    that    rest,      A  -  sleep     with  -  in     the  tomb. 

♦.  -f-  f-   r  -r-  -»«-  ->-•    .         I 

1^      _._j ^, ! >      _.   I  _. !_. I 


Then,     O 


my 


Lord,      pre    - 


■^•T"  I ~m 


i^^piip^ippi 


O     wash 

r   -f- 


m 


me 


in 

if:.. 


thv 

m 

I 


pre 


cious  blood, 


And  take    my     sins    a 


way. 


664  S    M. 

2  A  few  more  suns  shall  set 

O'er  these  dark  hills  of  lime, 
And  we  shall  be  where  suns  arc  not, 
A  far  pcrcner  clime. 

Clio.— Then,  O  my  Lord,  &c. 

G  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 
On  this  wild  rocky  shore; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

Clio. —Then,  O  mv  Lord,  <S:c. 


4  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

Cuo.— Then,  O  my  Lord.  &c. 

5  A  few  more  meetings  here 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way; 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 
Th'  eternal  Sabbath  day. 

Cl'o. — Then,  O  my  Lord.  <S:c. 


324 


MY    IIKAVENLY    IIOM?:.       I 


~l-i 


HEAVEN. 


Fine. 


heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair,  No  pain  nor  death  can  en  -  ter  there; ) 
gllt'-ring  towers  the  sun  outshine,  That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine  / 
die    no    more,   to    die    no    more,    I'm  go  -  ing  home  to  die    no  more, 

Si 


j 1 — 1_| — 


•     I, 


iif 


p 


iiifilii^^ligpiillli^^pi 


Cno.-I'm  go  -  ing  home,  I'm  go  -  ing  home,  I'm  go  •  ing  home    to   die   no  more; 


f 


685  L-   M. 

1  !MY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair, 
No   pain  nor  death  can  enter  there; 
Its  glit'ring  towers  the  sun  outshine, 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 

Cno. — I'm  going  home,  &c- 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free. 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

Cho. — I'm  going  home,  &c. 

3  While  here  a  stranger  far  from  home. 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam. 
And  though,  like  Lazarus,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 

Cho. — I'm  going  home,  &c. 

4  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

Which  flames  devour  or  waves  o'erflow; 
r>o  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 
Clio. — I'm  going  home,  &c. 

5  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be — 
This  hoavcnlv  mansion  stands  for  me. 

Cno — Vm  going  home,  <kc. 


666 


C.    M. 


1  O,  WHAT  a  lonely  path  were  ours. 
Could  we,  O  Father,  see 
No  home  of  rest  beyond  it  all, 
No  guide  or  help  in  thee! 


2  But  thou  art  near,  and  with  us  still, 
To  keep  us  on  the  way 
That  leads  along  this  vale  of  tears. 
To  the  bright  world  of  dixy. 


3  There  shall  thy  glory,  O  our  God! 
Break  fully  on  our  view; 
And  we,  thy  saints,  rejoice  to  fmd 
That  all  thy  word  was  true. 


4  There  Jesus  on  his  heavenly  throne. 
Our  wondering  ej'es  shall  see; 
While  we  the  blest  associates  there. 
Of  all  his  joy  shall  be. 


Sweet  hope!  we  leave  without  a  sigh 
A  blighted  world  like  this; 

To  bear  the  cross   despise  the  shame, 
For  all  that  wciirht  of  bliss. 


HEAVEN. 


325 


VAi:iNA.       <•.       M.       I). 


1  Lo!  uhiit  a  glorious  sight  appears  To  our  believing  eyes!  The  earth  and  seas  are 
li  Attending  angels  shoutfor  joy,  And  the  bright  armies  sing-''Mortals, behold  the 


-'  Attending  angels  snoutlor  joy,  And  the  bright  armies  sing-  iuortals,  behold  the 


passed  away,  And  the  old  rolling  skies.  From  the  third  heav'u  where  God  resides,  That 
sa  -  cred  seat  Of  our  de-scend-ing  King.  "The  God  of  glo  -  ry  down  to  men  Re- 
_••     #       #  „ 0      Q 

~r  zf  — I — r"*""r"*v "- * — ^ — i — r'n-| 

^~  #*      I    ri    r I       ^      I 


>v 


ho  -  ly.  hap-py  place,  The  new  Je-ru-sa-lem  comes  doAvn,  Adorned  withshiniuggrace. 
moves  bis  blest  abode!  Men,  the  dear  object  of  his  grace,  And  he  the  lov  -  ing  God. 


■■ 

^ 

0 

• 

1 

^^ 

1 

ii 


667  C.    M.    D.  I 

3  'His  own  kind  hands  shall  wipe  the  tears  ' 

From  every  weeping  eye;  1 

And  pains  and  groans,  and  griefs  and  fears,' 

And  death  itself  shall  die."  j 

How  long,  dear  Savior,  O  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay?  i 

Fh'  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 

And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

668  C.    M. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  ncver-with'ring  flowers; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
That  heavenly  laud  from  ours. 


Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood. 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger  shiv'ring  on  the  brink. 

And  fear  to  launch  away. 

O,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove — 
These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise — 

And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love. 
With  unbeclouded  eyes; 

Could  wo  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er —      [flood. 

Not  Jordan's   streams,    nor  death's    colt) 
Could  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


32G 


HEAVEN. 


IIKIIMOX. 


M. 


-O-     -♦!-      -J-      -41-      -♦'-        ^  •s>- 


1  Ye   wca  •  ry,    hea  •  vy  -  la  -  dea  souls,  Who  are    op  -  press  -  ed  sore, 


Ye    trav' 


z:fzz 


lers  through  the  wil  -  der  •  ness,    To 

-m — B — Q-r-0 —  0  — -4— r-f^ 


Ca 


naan's  peace  -  ful  shore. 


LTtpziT::_z:-t:pz=P:=:r-id:zrz=:p~±^^^ 


669 


C.    M. 


670 


c. 


M.     (VARINA.     Page  32n.) 


1  YE  weary,  heavy-laden  souls, 

Who  are  oppressed  sore, 
Ye  trav'lers  through  the  M'ilderness, 
To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore; 

2  Through  chilling  winds,  and  beating  rain, 

And  waters  deep  and  cold, 

And  enemies  surrounding  you, 

Take  courage  and  be  bold! 

3  For  Canaan's  land  is  just  before, 

fcJweet  spring  is  coming  on; 
A  few  more  beating  winds  and  rains, 
And  winter  will  be  gone. 

4  Methinks  I  now  begin  to  see 

The  borders  of  that  land; 
The   trees  of  life,  with  heavenly  fruit, 
In  beauteous  order  stand. 

5  0  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  my  believing  eyes; 
Methinks  I  see  Jerusalem, 
A  city  in  the  skies: 

6  Bright  angels  whispering  me  away — 

"O  come,  my  brother,  come!" 
And  I  am  willing  to  be  gone. 
To  my  eternal  homo. 


1 1  ON  Jordans  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happ}'  land. 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh  the  transporting  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail. 

On  trees  immortal  grow; 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  nor  pois'nous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death. 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place. 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face. 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 


HEAVEN. 

Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul  3  Pure  arc  the  joys  above  the  sky 


Can  here  no  longer  stay; 
Though  Jordan's  ^^•avcs  around  Die  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 


671 


M. 


1  2\0R  eye  has  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 

Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  preparea 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  spirit  of  the  Lord, 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word, 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 


And  all  the  regions  peace; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 


4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 
Pollution,  sin  and  shame; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 
There  all  their  names  are  found; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 


APPLETOX.       L.       M. 


^^i^^mmi 


place  of    rest  from  sin,  But  all  who  hope  to  en 


tcr  there, 


-gi=»=hn=:|±.B-h-g=i:=s±:-izr|±g^z:g-b^5:l.t 


gin,  Which  shall  their  souls  for  rest  pre -pare. 

_p # ^: Tf- #_   Q o_  .fc^_   q • #_  Q Q_  :^,0_  ' 


Must  here  that  ho  -  ly  course  be 


nci: 


Ife^gi 


"F 


672  L. 

1  HEAVEN  is  a  place  of  rest  from  sin, 

But  all  who  hope  to  enter  there, 
3Iust  here  that  holy  course  begin. 

Which  shal'  their  souls  for  rest  prepare. 

2  Clean  hearts,  0  God,  in  us  create. 

Right  spirits,  Lord,  in  us  renew, 
Commence  we  now  that  higher  state, 
Now  do  thy  will  as  angels  do. 

3  A  life  in  heaven!  O  what  is  this! 

The  sum  of  all  that  faith  believed. 
Fulness  of  joy  and  depth  of  bliss. 
Unseen,  unfathomed,  unconceived. 


4  While   thrones,    dominions,    princedoms, 
powers, 
And  saints  made  perfect,  triumph  thus, 
A  goodly  heritage  is  ours. 
There  is  a  heaven  on  earth  for  us. 

6  The  church  of  Christ,  the  school  of  grace, 
I         The  Spirit  teaching  by  the  word; 
In  those  our  Savior's  .'^teps  we  trace, 
By  this  his  living  voice  is  heard. 

C  Firm  in  his  footsteps  may  we  tread, 
Leain  ever}-  lesson  of  his  love, 
And  MC  from  grace  to  glory  led, 
From  heaven  below,  to  he  iven  above. 


328 

673 


HEAVEN. 


S.     M.     (OLMUTZ.     Page  318.) 


1  THERE  is  no  night  in  heaven: 
lu  that  blest  world  above, 
AVork  never  can  bring  weariness — 
For  work  itself  is  love. 

t  There  is  nq  grief  in  heaven: 
For  life  is  one  glad  day, 
And  tears  are  of  those  former  things 
,    Which  all  have  passed  away. 

3  There  is  no  want  in  heaven: 
The  Lamb  of  God  supplies 
Life's  tree  of  twelve-fold  fruitage  still, 
Life's  spring  which  never  dries. 


4  There  is  no  sin  in  heaven: 

Behold  that  blessed  throng! 
All  holy  is  their  spotless  robe, 
All  holy  is  their  song. 

5  There  is  no  death  in  heaven: 

For  they  who  gain  that  shore 
Have  won  their  immortality, 
And  they  can  die  no  more. 

6  There  is  no  death  in  heaven: 

But  when  the  Christian  dies. 
The  angels  wait  his  parted  soul, 
And  waft  it  to  the  skies. 


GUIDE.       Ys. 


^ O « O 9 O [ 0-^  D #       O.— ^ 

III  1 

1  High    in      yon  -  der  realms  of    light,  Dwell  the    rap-tured  saints  a  -  bove,  "I 
Far    be  -  yond     our     fee  -  ble   sight,    Hap  -  py      in      Im  -  man  -  uels  love,  j 
Z).C.  Gloom ^y   doubts  dis  -  tress  -  ing  fears,   Tort' -ring  pain   and    heav  -  y    woe. 

I~%  »  /^  S 


^       I  I  II  II  II  D.  C. 


! 


=.drp=| 


ll^M 


Pil  -  grims 


Pfgfiigiiif 


in      this 

i      I 


vale 


low, 


of    tears.    Once   they  knew,   like    us     b 


674  7s 

2  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark!  their  songs  melodious  rise, 

Sonss  of  praise  to  .Tesus'  love! 
Ha]>]iy  sjiirits,  ye  are  fled, 

WIhmc  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 

Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 


3  All  is  tranquil  and  serene. 

Calm  and  undisturbed  repose; 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene, 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows! 
Every  tear  is  wiped  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast, 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day, 

borrow  in  eternal  rest- 


sniNixr,  siiOKE. 


^Sct 


HEAVEN. 


329 


I     .J I 


iilPi^ilig^^ggPi^Pg^E 


glid  - 


■ly 


by, 

-P- 


And 
-f2- 


'■J 


I       a       pil  -  grim  stran-ger, 


Wi^m 


Would  not 


a- 

# — O 
de  -  tain 

P- 


and 


dan 


-P-F?— h— F— F- 
up  -r_.| ^^_| ^. 


5-' 

ger. 

I 


CHORUS. 


fly — Those  hours    of    toil 


For 


stand 


on 


Jor- dan's  strand, 

*  f-  -e- 


Our  friends  are  pass  - 


m 

675 


8s  &  7s. 


1  !MY  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
"Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly- 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 
Cho  — For  now  we  stand,  &c. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  heavenly  home  discerning; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 
Cno. — For  now  we  stand,  &c. 


3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing; 

That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest 

AVhere  golden  harps  are  ringing. 

Cno — For  now  we  stand,  «&c. 


Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 
Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever,       [home, 

Our  King  says    come,    and    there's    our 
For  everl  O,  for  ever! 
Cno. — For  now  we  stand,  <S:c. 


330 


HEAVEN. 


rORTAGK. 


M. 


I   ^        I 


pppipilliS 


1  Lord,   I     be 


lieve     a 


S^^i 


rest     re  -  mains 


To      all     thy    peo  -  pic  known, 

I  I 


ippiiligl^ 


A    rest  where     pure     en  -  joy  -  ment  reigns.  And  thou    art    loved    a  -  lone. 


mMmmmmMmmmm$}i 


■F- 


676 


C.    M. 


1  LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains, 
To  all  thy  people  known, 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  loved  alone. 


2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 
Is  fixed  on  things  above — 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 


3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know. 
Believe  and  enter  in! 
Now,  Savior,  now  thy  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 


4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart, 
This  unbelief  remove; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart — 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 


5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  knowest  I  would, 
And  have  thee  all  my  own; 
Thee,  O  my  all-sufflcient  good, 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 


6  Thj^  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant! 
This — only  this  be  given — 
Nothing  beside  my  God  I  want 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heaven. 


677        L.    M.    (^'UNDA.     Page  333.) 

1  O  HAPPY  saints,  that  dwell  in  light, 
And  walk  with  Jesus  clothed  in  white. 
Safe  landed  on  that  peaceful  shore, 
Where  pilgrims  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  Released  from  sorrow,  sin  and  strife, 
Death  was  the  gate  to  endless  life, 

And  now  they  range  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  sins  his  love  in  melting  strains. 


3  They  gaze  upon  his  beauteous  face. 
And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace; 
Or,  overwhelmed  with  raptures  sweet, 
Sink  down,  adoring  at  his  feet. 


4  Ah,  Lord!  with  faltering  steps  I  creep, 
And  sometimes  sing,  and  sometimes  weep; 
When  shall  I  wake  in  heaven,  to  prove 
The  bights  and  depths  of  Jesus'  love? 


MEETING 


678 


C.    M. 


1  LORD,  when  together  here  me  meet, 

And  taste  thy  heavenly  grace, 

Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet, 

We're  loth  to  leave  the  place. 

2  But,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will 

That  we  must  part  again, 
O,  may  thy  special  presence  still 
With  every  one  remain. 

3  And  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one, 

Bound  with  the  chords  of  love; 
Till  we,  before  thy  glorious  throne, 
Shall  joyful  meet  above. 

4  All  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart 

Shall  then  for  ever  fly; 
Nor  shall  a  thought  that  we  must  part 
Once  interrupt  our  joy. 


AND  PARTING. 

679 


331 


C.     M. 


1 1  COME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 
i         To  great  Jehovah's  name; 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues 
'         When  we  his  love  proclaim. 
I  2  'Twas  by  his  bidding  we  were  called 
'         In  pain  a  while  to  part; 
I     'T  is  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 

And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 
!  3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 
I         Our  feet  from  every  snare, 
I     And  bless  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
j         Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

4  O,  may  the  Spirit's  quickening  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love. 
Our  talents  to  employ. 

5  Fast,  fast  as  minutes  fly  away; 

I         Soon  shall  our  wand'rings  cease; 
j     Then  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell 
'         A  family  of  peace. 


Fine. 


1  When  shall  we     all    meet     a -gain?  When  shall  we     all     meet     a 
D.  C.    Oft    shall  death  and   sor  -  row  reign.     Ere    we     all    shall    meet     a 
I        ,        0-       -p-     -#-      -p-       -p-       ^        ^       ■^- 


gain? 
gain. 


680 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parched  beneath  the  hostile  sky; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls; 
And  in  faith's  well-known  domain 
Within  the  vail  we'll  meet  again. 


When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade. 
Beauty,  wealth,  and  fame  are  laid- 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 


32 


UM'l  V.     Os  So  5s. 


MEETING  AND  PARTING. 


~0'  I  Si/ 

1  When  shall  we  meet  agaia?  Meet  ne'er  to  sever?  When    will  peace  wreathe  her  ctiain  Round  us  for  ever? 


-«-«-    m  m  m 


<-,<-,< 


Our  hearts  will  ne'er  re-pose  Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows  In  this  dark  vale  of  woes— Never— no,  nev-er! 

-m-  -m- -m- -m- -m-       -m   -m--^--m--m-  s  ^^  ^^ 

■FTr--r-r--PL^-rrr-r-F-Frf-Sir^-«-S-f-r-^T»-,.!'-r,*--^-rr 


681  6s  &  5s. 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow 

Pure  as  life's  river'? 
AVhen  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  for  ever'? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill — 

Never— no,  never! 


-^'^'r- 


Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us  dear  Savior; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  for  ever; 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel, 
Never — no,  never! 


IOWA. 


M. 


1  And    are       we       yet      a    -    live,      And    see 

2  Pre  -  served   by  power    di  -  vine      To     full 


each      oth 
sal    -    va 


1         I 

Glo  -  ry     and    praise     to      Je  -  sus  give,     For     his 
A  -  gain       in    Jc    -    sus'    praise   we     join,     And     in 


r" 


re  -  deem 
his     sight 


•    er's    face? 
tion     here, 

I 


ing     grace: 
ap  -  pear. 


mmm^^fs^mw^^U 


MEETING  AND  PAUTING 


333 


682 


M. 


3  What  troubles  hare  we  seen! 

What  contlicts  have  we  passed! 
Fightings  without  and  fears  within, 
JSince  wc  assembled  l.:^t; 

4  But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  aflbrd, 
And  hides  our  life  above. 


6  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 
Of  his  redeeming  i)ower, 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 
Till  we  can  sin  no  more: 

C  Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 
Till  we  the  crown  obtain, 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 
So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 


NUXDA.      L.      M. 


n^-i^: 


H-D-if 


1  My  dearest  friends,  in  bonds  of  love,  Our  hearts  in  sweetest  un-  ion  prove, 


k — k —  k 


.~r — r — r — —  r—r-r- r — I -r-^ — ^ — ^ —  ^-  ^-r  •*  — ^ 


Your  friendship's  like   a    draw  -  ing   band,  Yet  wc  must  take  the  part -iug  hand. 

■^-    -m-    -m- 

■h- 


6S3 


L.    M. 


1  MY  dearest  friends,  in  bonds  of  love. 
Our  hearts  in  sweetest  union  prove, 
Your  friendship's  like  a  drawing  band, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

2  Your  presence  sweet,  your  union  dear. 
Your  words  delightful* to  my  ear; 
And  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw  like  chords  around  my  heart. 

3  How  sweet  the  hours  have  passed  away. 
When  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray, 
How  loath  I've  been  to  leave  the  place 
AVhen  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face. 

4  O  could  I  stay  with  friends  so  kind, 
How  would  it  cheer  my  struggling  mind! 
But  duty  makes  me  understand. 

That  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 


5  And  since  it  is  God's  holy  will, 
We  must  be  parted  for  a  while, 
In  sweet  submission  all  in  one, 
We'll  say  our  Father's  wiil  be  done. 

G  Dear  fellow-youth  in  Christian  tics, 
Who  seek  for  mansions  in  the  skies: 
Fight  on,  you'll  win  the  happy  shore, 
Where  parting  hands  arc  known  no  more. 

7  How  oft  I've  seen  the  flowing  tears, 
j     And  heard  you  tell  your  hopes  and  fears; 
Your  hearts  with  love  have  seem'd  to  flame, 
J     Which  makes  me  hope  we'll  meet  again. 

I  8  Ye  mourning  souls,  in  sad  surprise, 
I     Jesus  remembers  all  your  cries; 
'     O  taste  his  grace,  in  all  that  land 
I     We'll  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 


331 


MEETING  AMD  PARTING. 


AVON. 


C.      M. 


:-r— -"i^-rd 


=^ZI 


1  Now,   bretb-ren,   to  j'our  homes  re -pair;  And    as    you     pass      a  -  long, 


=csm 


m 


-^rrH— 


I 

Ein  -  ploy  your  hearts    in     hum  -  ble  prayer,   And  raise     the     cheer 

I  !  I        ! 


ful  song. 


|^M3l^^iEt$ 


^ 1 — la 

mm 


Ft^- 


684  C.    M. 

2  Praise  God  for  what  your  ears  have  heard, 

For  what  your  eyes  have  seen; 
Praise  him  for  what  has  here  occurred — 
For  all  you  feel  within. 

3  Improve  the  strength  you  here  have  gain'd, 

To  do  God's  holy  will; 
Improve  the  knowledge  here  attained, 
To  love  and  serve  him  still. 

4  Let  not  the  world  have  cause  to  say 

You've  served  your  God  for  nought; 
But  grow  in  grace,  from  day  to  day, 
As  you  have  here  been  taught. 

5  Farewell — and  to  your  homes  repair; 

And  as  you  pass  along, 
Employ  your  hearts  in  humble  prayer, 
Andraise  to  God  a  song. 


685 


0.    M. 


1  BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 

That  will  not  let  us  part: 
Our  bodies  may  far  ofl"  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go, 
And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread. 
And  show  his  praise  below. 


3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside; 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  beloved  embrace, 
Expect  his  fulness  to  receive. 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Savior's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart; 
Nor  joy  nor  grief,  nor  time  nor  place, 
Nor  life  nor  death  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 

Which  shall  our  flesh  restore; 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 


686  c.   M 

1  HAIL,  sweetest,  dearest  tie,  that  binds 

Our  glowing  hearts  in  one; 
Hail,  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 
To  harmony  divine. 

2  It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given — 
The  hope  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 


MEETING  AND  PARTING. 


335 


3  What  though  the  northern  -wintry  blast 

Shall  howl  around  our  cot; 
What  though  beneath  an  eastern  sun 
Be  cast  our  distant  lot. 

4  From  eastern  shores,  from  northern  lands, 

From  western  hill  and  plain, 
From  .southern  climes,  the  brother-bands 
May  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  From  Bu  rmah'  s  shores,  from  Af ric's  strand, 

From  India" s  burning  plain, 
From  Euro]>e.  fr(»m  Columbia's  land, 
"We  hope  to  meet  again. 

6  No  lingering  look,  nor  parting  sigh, 

Our  future  meeting  knows; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 
And  love  immortal  glows. 


687 


C.    M. 


NOW,  pilgrims,  let  us  go  in  peace, 
While  through  this  world  we  rove; 

Till  all  these  parting  moments  cease, 
And  we  shall  meet  above. 

Though  trials  here  our  souls  annoy, 

Anil  foes  beset  the  road. 
We're  hastening  to  eternal  joy. 

Where  we  shall  rest  with  God- 

Let  us  rejoice  in  God  our  King, 
While  pilgrims  here  we  rove. 


And  join  with  heart  and  voice  to  sing 
The  wonders  of  his  lov?. 

4  Soon  we  shall  reach  the  heavenly  land, 
And  tread  the  peaceful  shore; 
An<l  there  unite  a  glorious  band, 
Our  Jesus  to  adore. 

688        S-     ^I-     (i«^^''^-     Piige332.) 

1  NOW  brethren,  though  we  part, 

And  to  our  homes  repair — 
May  we  be  true,  and  joined  in  heart, 
Like  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

2  O  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesus'  work  below; 
And  foll'wing  our  triumphant  Head, 
'         To  further  conquest  go. 

':  3  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
}         Before  his  lab'rers  lies; 
j     And,lo!  we  see  the  vast  reward 
AYhich  waits  us  in  the  skies, 

O  let  our  heart  and  mind 

With  every  day  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find. 

Where  all  our  labors  end. 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
Our  suffering  and  our  pain, 

We'll  meet  on  that  celestial  shore. 
And  never  part  again. 


GREENVILLE. 


8s  &  7s 


'^MmMk 


1      :  I     " "   i    ;       i  r    r  ^^ 

1  Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing,  Scud  it  down,  Lord,  from  above;  1  j  Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters,  ^ 

May  we  all  go  home  a  pray-irg.  And  rejoicing  in  thy  love!  J    /   Till  wo  all  shall  meet  a-  (Omit..)  bove,  | 
D.  C.  Farewell  brethren,  farewellsisters, Till  weallshall  meet  above. 


689 


8s  &  7s 


2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  follies. 
While  together  we  have  been; 

Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy. 
Cleanse  us  all  from  every  sin. 

Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters. 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 


pl^gpall 


j3  May  thy  blessing.  Lord,  go  with  us 
';         To  each  one's  respective  home, 
:     And  the  presence  of  our  Jesus, 
Rest  upon  us  every  one. 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters. 
Till  wc  all  shall  meet  at  home. 


336 


r.KATITUDE.       T , 


MEETING  AND  PARTING. 

M. 


mm^MMi^mi^m^mm^ 


1    O  hap-py  day  wbcu  saints  shul 

;kzb4.-lib=EF-tEE 


o 
meet  To  part  no  more; 

-m-    -e- 


the  thought  is  sweet; 


iiiJl^ 


fefei 


g:.^Egii£S 


No  more    to 


i^i^ 


feel 

I 
O 


-#■  -0~     " '0-     -Q- 

the  rend  -  ing  smart,  Oft   felt   be  -  low  when  Chris-tian's  part. 

o_  :ri_''r- m     #*:J  o 


r-c-^V. 


690  l:   M. 

'1  O  happy  place,  I  still  must  say. 

AVheve  all  but  love  is  done  away; 

All  cause  of  parting  there  is  past; 

Their  social  feasl  will  ever  last. 
3  Such  union  here  is  sought  in  vain. 

As  there  in  every  heart  will  reign; 

There  separations  can't  compel, 

The  saints  to  bid  the  sad  farewell. 

EXDFIELD.       C.      M. 


s=E^i^H§ifi 


r" 

4  On  earth,  when  friends  together  meet, 
And  find  the  passing  moments  sweet; 
Time's  rapid  motions  soon  compel, 
"With  grief  to  say — dear  friends,  farewell. 

5  Thehappy  season  soon  will  come,  [home; 
When  saints  shall  meet  in  heaven,  their 
Eternally  with  Christ  to  dwell, 

Nor  ever  hear  the  sound,  farewell. 


.thE^rg 


_       I  I ^     I 1 

-- ^ — ^ — ?-F-1 


1       I 


1  Now,  Lord,   tho'   we  must 

2  And     if     on     earth    a  - 


!           I           1 
ri — 1~| — I 1" 


0 

part    a  -  while 
gain   we    meet 


Ea; 


Wi 


Up  -  on    the  heav-enly  road. 
Lord,   let  us    meet  with  thee; 


ELbi^r^lFSI-E^-EEEEi^^tEEFiFZE-BEEEEEEEE 


-G ©-A-e_l-L 


face      up    -    on 
gra  -  cious    prcs  - 


Tct     let     thy 
And   let    thy 

.*-     1      I 

-m e B-f—m 


us      smile,    And  keep,   us    near    our 
euce  sweet.  From  bond-age  set      us 


God. 
free. 


— m K3—m — "d— I — m 1 1 

-pi=FJrrzF_ztEi=E 


B 


MEETING  AND  PARTING 


337 


691 


C.    M. 


S  This,  only  this,  we  humbly  crave, 
While  earth  is  our  abode, 
That  we  with  Christ  and  saints  may  have 
Communion  on  the  road. 
4  For  since  our  fellowship  below 
AtTords  such  joy  and  love, 
"We  long  its  full  extent  to  know, 
When  we  shall  meet  above. 

692  L    M. 

1  PILGRIMS,  with  pleasure  let  us  part, 
Since  we  are  of  one  mind  and  heart; 
No  length  of  days,  no  distant  place. 
Can  ever  break  these  bands  of  grace. 

2  Parting  with  joy,  we'll  join  and  sing 
The  wonders  ot  our  bleeding  King; 
Our  distant  bodies  may  remove, 
But  nothing  can  divide  our  love. 


3  In  vain  may  earth  and  hell  combine 
To  quench  that  love  which  is  divine; 
It  will  not  cease  with  dying  breath, 
Nor  cool  when  we  are  cold  in  death. 

4  Now,  joined  in  love  in  Jesus'  name. 
Let's  part  and  fly  to  spread  his  fame. 
That  other  souls  may  leave  their  woe, 
And  join  with  us  in  glory  too. 

5  A  few  more  rolling  days  and  years, 
Shall  bring  a  period  to  our  tears, 
Soon  shall  we  reach  the  blissful  shore, 
Where  parting  shall  be  known  no  more. 

6  There  shall  our  souls  adore  the  hand 
That  led  us  through  this  desert  land, 
Lose  all  our  griefs,  forget  our  pains, 
And  join  in  everlasting  strains. 


THE  FAMILi. 


ROLLINS.       S.       M. 


1  Be   -   gin      the       day 


with    God: 


0 1— 


He       is       thy       son       and       day; 


w^m 


^. 


He 


^irztajt 


the       ra  -  diance 


693  s.   M. 

2  Look  up,  beyond  these  clouds! 

Thither  thy  pathway  lies; 
Mount  up,  away,  and  linger  not. 
Thy  goal  is  yonder  skies. 

3  Cast  every  weight  aside! 

Do  battle  with  each  sin; 
Fight  with  the  faithless  world  without, 
The  faithless  heart  within. 

4  Take  thy  first  mcul  with  God! 

He  is  thv  heavenlv  food; 


t^EEEE^tr^^EEPEEEEE'pEES^pEEEJE 


Feed  with  and  on  him;  he  with  thee 
Will  feast  in  brotherhood. 

5  Take  thy  first  walk  with  God! 

Let  him  co  forth  with  thee; 
By  stream  or  sea  or  mountain-path, 
Seek  still  his  company. 

6  Thy  first  transaction  be 

With  God  himself  above; 
So  shall  thy  busines.s  prosper  well, 
And  all  the  day  be  love. 


338 


THE  FAMILY 


WARWICK. 


.     .        i  I         '     I 

1  Ear  -  ly,    my    God,   with  -  out    de  -  lay,     I     haste    to     seek 

2  So    pil  -  grims    on    the    scorch-ing  sand,    Be  -  neath   a    bum 


rs.  j> 


thy 
ing 

face; 
sky, 

>  a 

:-pr 
-0- 

i< — 
"F— 

My     tbirs  -  ty     spir  -  it     faints      a  -  way;   With  -  out      thy    cheer  - 
Long    for     a      cool  -  ing  stream    at    hand.    And    they    must    drink 

:p_  "::?_:■: :p f^   ft m *. 


mg    grace, 
or      die. 


i^|i||^=^; 


694 


C.    M. 


3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power. 
Through  all  thy  temples  sjiine; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour. 
That  vision  so  divine. 


4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 
I'll  bless  my  God  and  King: 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 


STATE    STREET.       S.    M. 


S J. 


1  IIow  sweet  the  melt  ing  lay  Which  breaks  upon  the  ear.Whcn  at  tlio  hour  of  rising  day,  Christians  unile  in  pray'r. 
2  Thebreezes  waft  their  cries  Up  to  Jehovah's  throne;  He  listens  to  their  heaving  Bighs,  And  sends  hia  blessings  down. 


695 


S.    M 


3  So  Jesus  rose  to  i)ray 

Before  the  morning  light; 
Or  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  nicrht. 


4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

AVho  sends  his  blessings  down 
To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die, 
And  make  his  people  one. 


MOUNIKG  HYMNS. 


33'J 


TIfURO. 


M. 


apiPPjg^fHf^gii^llilP 


-D — r — I — 1 — m '  "    I Q 

A  -  wake  my  soul,  and  with  the  sua  Thy  dai  -  ly  stage    of 


1  A  -  wake  my  soul,  and  with  the  sua  Thy  dai  -  ly  stage    of      du  -  ty  run!    , 

2  Ke-decm  thy  mis-spent  time  that's  past,  And  live  this  day  as  't  were  thy  last; 

sgiiiiiigSfiiiiigiiS 


Q^s-tij-=:±t:ip— ai"±-q^|:  :#-b:qz=:niH  ^z«  ^:b~iiz=;rtiz:f  r 


Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and   ear  -  ly    rise.     To    pay    thy    morn  -  ing  sac  -  ri  -  fice. 
T'im-prove  thy  tal-ents  take    due    care, 'Gainst  the  great   day   thy-self   pre-pare. 

._;      -^ »^ «i M <5 — m-^ ^-<5---'. [ « — L-\—  '-  P- 


L.    M.  I 


696 

3  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere, 

Thy  conscience  as  the  noon-day  clear! 
Think  how  th'  all-seeing  God  thy  ways 
And  every  secret  thought  surveys. 

4  Glory  to  God,  who  safe  hath  kept, 
And  hath  refreshed  me  while  I  slept. 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  w 
1  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

697  c.    M. 

1  LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high; 
To  thee  I  will  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

-  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints. 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right' hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there, 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 


ikc, 


5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteousness; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

698  s.    M. 

1  THE  night  is  past  and  gone. 
The  evening  shades  are  fled; 
O  may  each  morning  bring  to  mind 
Our  rising  from  the  dead! 

I  2  We  put  our  garments  on, 
j         Our  labor  to  pursue; 
So  in  the  resurrection  morn 
Saints  shall  be  clothed  anew. 

'3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  day, 
Support  us  by  thine  arm; 
3Lay  angels  guard  us  on  our  way, 
fcecure  from  every  harm. 

4  Now  may  we  all  as  one 

The  Christian  course  pursue; 
And  with  new  strength  and  courage  run 
To  win  the  prize  in  view.  ^ 

5  And  when  our  nights  are  past, 

And  time  bears  us  away, 
3Iay  v.e  possess  a  crown  of  life 
In  an  eternal  day. 


340 


THE  FAMILY 


6HAWMUT.       S.       M. 


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1 


At  eve,  shut  to  the  door, 
Round  the  home  alter  pray, 

And  finding  there  "the  house  of  God, 
At  "heaven's  gate"  close  the  day. 


4  When  midnight  seals  our  eyes, 
Let  each  in  spirit  say, 
"1  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh.  Lord, 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray. 


HEEER. 


C.      M. 


*-$: 


1  Once  more,  my  soul, 

2  Might    un  -  to   night 

-a-      m-    -m-    -b- 


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E^qrEE3^:E^= 

—♦l-S-*— ♦> ♦• O 


the    ris  -  ing     day    Sa  -  lutes  my   wak 
his  name  re  •  peats,   The  day    re  -  news 

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-  ing     eyes; 
the  sound. 


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i  Once  more    my  voice  thy 
Wide    as    the  heaven  on 

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trib  -  uto  pay,     To     him    who    rules 
which  he     sits,     To    turn     the     sea  - 


the    skies, 
sons  round. 


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p-n — ! 


EVENING  HYMNS. 


341 


lOO 


C    M. 


3  'T  is  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 
My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise: 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wralh  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  •vvrath  delays. 


5  A  thousand  wrctehed  souls  are  fled, 
since  the  last  setting  sun, 
And  yet  thou  Icngth'nest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 


4  On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  might  tread, 
And  I  could  ne'er  withstand: 
Thy  Justice  might  have  crushed  mc  dead 
JJut  mercy  held  thy  hand. 


6  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
AVhilst  I  enjoy  the  light; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 


EVENING  HYMNS. 


701 


C.    M. 


1  IN  mercy,  Lord,  remember  mc, 
Through  all  the  hours  of  night, 
And  grant  to  me  most  graciously, 
The  safeguard  of  thy  might. 


With  cheerful  heart  I  close  mine  eyes, 
Since  thou  wilt  not  remove; 

O,  in  the  morning  let  me  rise 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 


3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreaiy, 
Darkness  cannot  hide  fromthee; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watches  where  thy  people  be. 


4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 
And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 


703 


C.    M. 


o  Or,  if  this  night  should  prove  my  last, 
And  end  my  transient  days, 
Lord,  take  me  to  thy  promised  rest, 
W^here  I  may  sing  thy  praise. 


702    8s  A:  7s.     (memoria.     Page  343.) 

1  SAVIOR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 


Though  destructions  walk  around  us. 
Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly. 

Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 


1  LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 
I  am  for  ever  thine; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 


And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  bus'ness  free; 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed, 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 


I  pray  this  ev'ning  sacrifice. 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God!  my  faith  and  hope  rely 

Upon  thy  grace  alone. 


Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

ril  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep: 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  duys, 

And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 


!42 


EVENING  HYMNS. 


IIERR.      L.      M. 


E^ 


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1  Glo  -  Ty     to    thee,  my  God,  this  night.  For  all  the  bless-ings  of  the  light: 


"S-     -Q'       'O'      'O' 


Keep  me,     O    keep    me,  King  of  kings, 


Un  -  der  thine  own  al  -  might  -  y  wings. 


B 


704  ^-   M. 

2  Forgive  me.  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
Whatever  ills  this  day  I've  done. 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread. 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Triumphant  rise  at  the  last  day. 


O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 
And  may  sweet  sleep  m}"-  eye-lids  close, 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

Let  my  blest  guardian,  while  I  sleep; 
Close  to  my  bed,  his  vigils  keep; 
Let  no  vain  dreams  disturb  my  rest. 
Nor  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 


EVAN.       C.       M. 


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1  Now  from  the     al  -  tar     of      my  heart,  Let  in  -  cense  flames  a  -  rise; 


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^        '         -         -         -       -^' 

As  -  sist      me,    Lord,     to       oft    -    er      up.      My      eve  -  ning  sac  -  ri    -    fice 

^  I  I 


EVENING  HYMNS. 


705  C.     M. 

2  This  d:iy  was  God  my  sua  and  shield, 
My  keeper  aud  my  guide. 
His  lender  care  o'er  me  was  shown, 
His  mercies  multiplied. 

o  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 
Have  made  up  all  this  day; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  "were 
More  fleet  and  free  than  they. 


4  New  time,  new  favor,  and  new  joys, 

New  songs  of  praise  require; 
Till  I  shall  praise  thee  as  1  would, 
Accept  my  heart's  desire. 

5  Lord  of  my  time,  whose  hand  hath  set 

New  time  upon  my  score, 
Thee  shall  I  praise  for  all  my  time, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


MEMOEIA.       8S  &  7S. 


1  Si  -  lent  -  ly    the   shades  of 


eve  -  ning 


Gath  -  er  round 


my 

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low  -  ly   door; 


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see     no     more. 


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706  8s  &  7s. 

1  Sn^ENTLT  the  shades  of  evening 

Gather  round  my  lowly  door; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  1  shall  see  no  more. 

2  O!  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot; 
O!  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely — 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours. 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend. 
They  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble, 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  mem'ries  cluster. 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past; 
Pointing  up  to  that  far  heaven 
We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 


fore    me     Fa   -   ces      I     shall 


■P- 


707  L-    M. 

1  NOW  one  day's  journey  less  divides 
Me  from  the  world  where  God  resides; 
If  I  have  walked  by  faith,  in  fear, 

A  stranger  and  a  pilgrim  here. 

2  I've  one  day  less  my  watch  to  keep, 
My  foes  to  fear,  my  falls  to  weep; 
I've  one  day  less  to  see  within 
Conflict,  defeat,  remorse,  and  sin. 

3  And  O,  reflect,  my  fainting  soul, 
Thou'rt  one  stage  nearer  to  the  goal, 
Thou'rt  art  one  stage  nearer  to  the  shore. 
Where,  thou  wilt  grieve  for  sin  no  more. 

4  If  the  sweet  presence  of  thy  God 
To-day  has  cheered  and  blest  thy  road, 
Think  what  must  be  that  glorious  place 
Where  he  will  never  hide  his  face. 


344 


EVENING  HYMNS 


BROWN.       C.      M. 


mms^^M 


:s^s:feEi 


mi 


1  Thou  sov'reign,  let     my    eve  -  ning  soDg    Like    ho  -  ly     in  -  cense  rise; 

2  Through  all  the  dun  -  gers    of     the    day,    Thy  hand  was   still   my  guard, 


-*-.:?;-H- 


m-    -m-    -m-    -m-     J     -m-    -m-     ^ 


As  -  sist     the    off  -  rings     of     my  tongue     To    reach     the      loft    -    y     skies. 
And  still    to    drive    my   wants     a  -  way,    Thy     mer   -    cy    stood   pre  •  pared. 


mmm^^^^^^Mm 


708 


C.    M. 


3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above, 
Encompass  me  around; 
But,  O,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found. 


4  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pardoning  blood, 
I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Savior's  breast. 


HEBRON.      L.      M. 


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^ — '-¥- — '♦' ^ — ^" — ' — ' — 9~' ' " ^  — P' 

1  Sleep !  drowsy  sleep !  come  close  mine  eyes,  Tired  with  be-holding  van  -  i  -  ties; 


--^- 


— ^^- 


I     I      I 


Sweet  slumbers,  come,  and  chase  a  -  way  The   toils  and  fol  -  lies     of     the    day. 


-P- 


^^^i^m^^m 


EVENING  HYMNS. 


345 


709 


L.    M. 


2  On  your  soft  bosom  will  I  lie. 
Forget  the  world,  and  learn  to  die. 

O,  Israel's  watchful  Shepherd!  spread 
Tents  of  angels    round  my  bed; 

3  Let  not  the  spirits  of  the  air, 
While  I  slumber,  me  ensnare; 

But  save  thy  suppliant  free  from  harms, 
Clasped  in  thine  everlasting  arms. 

4  Clouds  and  thick  darkness  are  thy  throne, 
Thy  wonderful  pavilion. 

O!  dart  from  thence  a  shining  ray, 
And  then  my  midnight  shall  be  day! 

5  Thus  when  the  morn  in  crimson  dressed. 
Breaks  through  the  windows  of  the  East, 
My  hymns  of'thankful  praise  shall  rise 
Like  incense  at  morning  sacrifice. 


710 


L.    M. 


1  THUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on. 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days, 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known, 
Some,  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  L  perhaps,  am  near  my  home! 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  or-hell 

Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  things — 
My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear: 

O  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart; 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 


711 


C.    M. 


1  NOW,  O  my  soul!  the  circling  sun 

Has  all  his  beams  withdrawn; 
Once  more  his  daily  race  is  run, 
And  gloomy  night  comes  on. 

2  Thus,  one  day  more  of  life  is  gone, 

A  doubtful  few  remain: 
Come  then,  review  what  thou  hast  done 
Eternal  life  to  gain. 

3  Dost  thou  get  forwTtrd  in  thy  race. 

As  time  still  posts  aw^ay? 
And  die  to  sin,  and  grow  in  grace, 
With  every  passing  day? 

4  This  day,  what  conquest  hast  thou  gained? 

What  sin  is  overcome? 
What  fresh  degree  of  grace  obtained, 
To  bring  thee  nearer  home? 

5  Thus  let  us  still  our  course  review, 

Our  real  state  to  learn; 
And  with  redoubled  zeal,  pursue 
Our  great  and  chief  concern. 


712 


L.     M. 


SUN  of  my  soul,  thou  Savior  dear. 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near; 
O!  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise. 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes  I 


2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep    . 
My  wearied  eye-lids  gently  steep. 
Be  my  last  thought— how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Savior's  breast! 


3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  can  not  live! 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die! 


Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come,    4  Thou  framer  of  the  light  and  dark. 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground,  ;     Steer  through  the  tempest  thine  own  ark, 

And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb,  Amid  the  howling  wintry  sea. 

With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound.  We  are  in  port  if  we  have  thee. 


THE  FAMILY. 


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1  The     day 


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713  S.    M 

2  AVe  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest. 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep. 
Till  morning  light  appears. 


of   death  draws  near. 


4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun; 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run! 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest — 
The  bosom  of  thy  love! 


TABLE  HYMNS. 


714 


L.    M. 


1  GOD  from  his  cloudy  cisterns  pours 

On  the  parched  earth  enriching  showers; 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field. 
A  thousand  joyful  blessings  yield. 

2  O  bless  his  name,  ye  nations,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  supporter — bread; 
"While  death  your  vital  strength  imparts. 
Serve  him  with  vigor  in  your  hearts. 


S.    M. 


715 


L.    M. 


1  IF  peace  and  plenty  crown  my  days. 
Then  help  me.  Lord,  to  sing  thy  praise! 
If  bread  of  sorrow  be  my  food, 
Those  sorrows  work  my  real  good. 

2  Be  present  at  our  tabl?,  Lord! 
Be  here,  and  ev(?ry where  adored! 
Thy  p('i)ple  bless,  and  grant  that  we 
May  feast  in  i)aradise  with  thee. 


716 

1  GOD  is  the  fountain  whence 

Ten  thousand  blessings  flow; 
To  him  my  life,  my  health  and  friends, 
And  every  good,  I  owe. 

2  The  comforts  he  afl'ords 

Are  neither  few  nor  small; 
He  is  the  source  of  fresh  delights, 
My  portion  and  my  all. 

717  S.    M. 

1  O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul; 

Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
"Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul; 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness. 
And  without  juaises  die. 


TABLE  HYMNS. 


OLD    HUNDRED 


a  -  bove,   The  fount-ain  of    c 


ler  -  ni:l  love, 


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Whose  mer  -  cy  firm  through  a  -  ges 
718  L.    M. 


past   Has  stooJ,  and  shall  for 

I 


1  O  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless! 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
A  tribute  equal  to  his  praise! 


719  L.    M. 

1  BLESSINGS  to  God,  for  ever  blest— 
To  God  the  Master  of  the  feast — 
Who  hath  for  us  a  table  spread, 
And  from  his  hands  us  creatures  fed. 

2  O,  give  us  all  a  thankful  heart; 
Help  us  from  evil  to  depart; 
Our  daily  meat,  Lord,  let  it  be, 
Thy  will  to  do,  and  follow  thee. 


PARENTAL  HYMNS. 


720 


S.    M. 


1  IN  all  thy  ways  O  God, 

I  would  acknowledge  thee, 
And  seek  to  keep  my  heart  and  house 
From  all  pollution  free. 


2  Where'er  I  have  a  tent, 
An  altar  will  I  raise; 
And  thither  my  oblations  bring, 
Of  humble  prayer  and  praise. 


3  Could  I  my  wish  obtain, 

My  household,  Lord,  should  be 
Devoted  to  thyself  alone — 
A  nursery  for  thee. 


721 


C.    M.    (NAOMI.    Page  349.) 


1  THOU,  who  a  tender  parent  art, 

Regard  a  parent's  plea; 
My  offspring,  with  an  anxious  heart, 
I  now  command  to  thee. 

2  My  children  are  my  greatest  care — 

A  charge  which  thou  hast  given, 
In  all  thy  graces  let  them  share, 
And  all  thy  joys  of  heaven. 

3  On  me  thou  hast  bestowed  thy  grace, 

Be  to  my  children  kind; 
Among  thy  saints  give  them  a  place, 
And  leave  not  one  behind. 

4  Happy  we  then  shall  live  below, 

The  remnant  of  our  days; 
And  when  to  brighter  worlds  we  go, 
Shall  all  resound  thy  praise. 


348 


FAMILY  HYMNS. 


IIKXDON 


1  God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer  For  the  children  thou  hast  given ;  Let  them  all  thy 

2  In  the  morning  of  their  days,  May  their  hearts  be  drawn  to  thee;  Let  them  learn  to 


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O'  '  o 

blessings  share,  Grace  on  earth  and  bliss  in  heaven!  Grace  on  earth  and  bliss  in  heaven! 
lisp  thy  praise  In  their  ear-liest   in  -  fan   -   cy,    In  their  ear-liest  in  -  fan  -  cy. 


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722 

8  Cleanse  their  soul  from  every  stain, 
Through  the  Savior's  precious  blood; 
Let  them  all  be  born  again, 
And  be  reconciled  to  God. 

LIXDON.      L.       M. 


4  For  his  mercy.  Lord,  we  cry; 
Bend  thine  ever-gracious  ear; 
While  on  thee  our  souls  rely. 
Hear  our  j^rayer,  in  mercy  hear! 


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If   God  suc-ceed 
What  if    you  rise 

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y    will   not  keep,  The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep, 
ing  eat  your  bread  To  shr.n  that  pov  -  er  -  ty    you  dread; 

I     I 


m=^^^^mw^^smm 


723  l^-    M. 

•>  ' T  is  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  blest; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest; 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too. 
If  God  our  sov' reign  make  them  so. 


F 

i  4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
i     Obedient  children,  faithful  friends: 
I     How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
I      When  they  are  seasoned  with  his  love! 


PARENTAL  HYMNS. 


349 


NAOMI.       C.       M. 


t^^^E^E-fzM 


i-i 


▼__>j 


1  Hap  -  py    the  home,  when   God     is  there,   And  love 

2  Hap  -  p/    the    home  where  Je  -  sus'  name    Is    sweet 


^i-JdSfeE 


fills   eve  -  ry  breast: 
to    eve  -  ry    ear; 


m 


-.?i_f:. 


f-,f- 


^^smm^^ 


?-p 


-p- 


"Where  one  their  wish  and 
Where  chil-dren  ear   -  ly 


one  their  prayer,   And  one   their 
lisp     his  fame    And  par  -  ents 


>- 

^- 

heaven-ly     rest, 
hold     him    dear. 


:p=r==:hi==p:zp£zz=^=:pzF:prE:ti=t=:f=:| 


f=f 


724  c.   M 

3  Happy  the  home  where  prayer  is  heard, 

And  praise  is  want  to  rise; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  word, 
And  live  but  for  the  skies. 

4  Lord  I  let  us  in  our  homes  agree, 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  thee, 
And  love  to  all  will  reign. 

725  C.    M. 

1  GOD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 
The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declared  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

-  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

Before  the  rising  age. 
And^  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name. 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attend  my  next  remove; 
O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love! 


5  B}'  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  sov'reign  power  to  save; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

6  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dust, 

My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care; 
These  withered  limbs  with  thee  I  trust. 
To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 

726    8s  6z  7s.    (GREENVILLE.    Page  335.) 

1  PEACE  be  to  this  habitation; 

Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein; 
Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation; 

Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin; 
Peace,  that  speaks  the  heavenly  Giver. 

Peace  to  worldly  mind  unknown; 
Peace  divine,  that  lasts  forever. 

Peace,  that  comes  from  God  alone. 

2  Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace,  be  near  us, 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us; 

Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come; 
Raise  to  heaven  our  exjtectation. 

Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation. 

In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 


850 


THE  FAMILY  lilliLE. 


N_^ 


THE  FAMILY. 

123  &  lis. 


b^^':^\a 


1   ITow   pain-fnl  ly  pleasing  the  fond  ro-col-lec-tion    Of  youthful 
D.  C.  And  that  richest  of  books  which  ex-cels  every  other,  The  tain  -  i  - 


e-nio-tions  and  in -no -cent  joy, 
ly    Hi  -  ble,  which  lay   on  the  stand. 


*'~-Szs*'' 


qrqfs: 


i 


When  blest  with  pa-ren-tal   ad  -  vice  and    af-fec-  tion 
TliH    old-fash-ioned   IJi  -  ble,  the  dear,  b)ess-ed  Bi  -  ble 


ii — ^^-."^ 


_^^_^__v 


W-  "W  IF 

Sur  round-ed  with  mercies,  with  peace  from  on  high 
The   lam  -  i  -  ly   Ei  •  ble  that    lay     on    the    Btand 

'^ .^1  D.  O. 


er;    The 


I    still   view  the  chairs  of  my 


sire  and    my  moth 


The  seats  of  their  ofiF-Kpring,  as  ranged  on  each  hand; 


''^m^ 


727 


12s  &  lis 


2  That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspiration, 

At  morn  and  at  evening  could  yield  us  delight , 
The  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation 

For  mercy  by  day  ami  for  safety  through  right. 
Our  hymns  ot  thanksgiving  with  harmony  swelling. 

All  warm  from  the  heart  of  a  family  band, 
Half  raised  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous  dwelling, 
Described  in  the  Bible,  that  lay  ou  the  staud. 
The  old-lashioned  Bible,  ect. 


3  Ye  scenes  of  tranquility,  long  have  we  parted, 

My  hones  almost  gone,  and  my  parents  no  more; 
In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken-hearted. 

And  wamler  unknown  on  a  far  distant  shore. 
Yet  liowcaii  I  doubt  my  dear  Savior's  protection, 

Kofi^etf..!  ot  gifts  from  his  bountiful  hand? 
0,  lot  me,  with  patience,  receive  his  coirection. 
And  think  of  the  Bible,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  o!c. 


728 


C.    M. 


I  HOW  svrect,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word! 


2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 
And  with  him  bear  a  part! 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart! 


3  When  free  from  every  scorn  and  pride 
Our  wishes  all  above. 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love! 


YOUTH. 


351 


4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  tlow, 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  who  finds 
Ilis  bosom  glow  with  love. 

729       8s  &  6s.     (ARIEL.     Page  306.) 

1  I  AXD  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord; 
But  first  obedient  to  his  word, 

I  must  myself  appear; 
By  actions,  words  and  temper  show 
That  1  my  heavenly  Master  know, 

And  serve  with  heart  sincere. 


2  I  must  the  fair  example  set; 
I     From  those  that  on  my  presence  wait, 

The  stumbling-block  remove; 
I     Their  duty  by  my  life  explain, 

And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain, 
I  The  dignity  of  love. 

I  3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
I     Quicklj'  appeased  and  reconciled, 
A  foU'wer  of  my  God; 
A  saint  indeed  1  long  to  be. 
And  lead  my  faithful  family 
In  the  celestial  road. 

Lord,  if  thou  didst  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use. 

Into  thy  hands  receive: 
"Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do, 
And  show  them  how  believers  true, 

And  real  Christians  live. 


YOUTH. 


HERTELL. 


M. 


-♦-  -♦-  -r^- 


1  How  happy  are  the  young  who  hear  Instruction's  warning  voice.  And  who  ce- 

e:  -♦.  ^-  -^.  :£:■  "f:  :^-  :fL  .^.  ^    ..•     !     I     I 


tial    wis  -  dom  make  Their  ear-ly,  on  -  ly  choice.  Their  ear-  ly,    on 


ly  choice. 


:iz-zx 


^ 


■f—f—i 


SI! 


730 


C.     M. 


1  HOW  happy  are  the  young  who  hear 

Instruction's  warning;  voice: 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  make 
Their  early,  only  choice. 

2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 


i  3  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 
In  pleasure's  path  to  tread; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  aged  head. 


!  4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

1         So  her  rewards  increase; 

!     Ilcr  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 

I         And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 


731 


C.    M. 


THE  FAMILY 

732 


1  O,  IN  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

With  vital  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose — 

2  Deep  in  ,fmy]  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved. 
Be  [my]  thy  Creator's  glorious  name 
.    And  character  engraved; 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  [my]  thy  days, 
And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  [my]  thy  ways; 

4  Ere  yet  [my]  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 

With  vain  regret  deplore 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 
That  now  return  no  more. 


5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 
In  age  will  give  [me]  thee  rest; 
O  then  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  evening  blest. 


C.    M. 


1  THE  bud  will  soon  become  a  flower, 
The  flower  become  a  seed. 
Then  seize,  O  youth,  the  present  hour; 
Of  that  thou  hast  most  need. 


2  Do  thy  best  always — do  it  now; 
For  in  the  present  time, 
As  in  the  furrows  of  a  plough, 
Fall  seeds  of  good  or  crime. 


3  The  sun  and  rain  will  ripen  fast 
Each  seed  that  thou  hast  sown, 
And  every  act  and  word  at  last 
By  its  own  fruit  be  known. 


4  And  soon  the  harvest  of  thy  toil, 

Rejoicing  thou  shalt  reap. 

Or  o'er  thy  wild  neglected  soil, 

Go  forth  in  shame  to  weep. 


IIIXTON.       lis. 


L      I_Si 


I    ^ 


1  Like  mist  on  the  mountain,  like  ships  on  the  sea,    So  swift -ly  the  years  of  our   pil-grim-age  flee; 


r--f^-f-f--f^-f-f--*j-^-}.- 


In  the  grave  of  our  fa  -  thers  how  boou  we  shall  lie  !  Dear  chil-dren,   to  «  day    to 


[dear]  Sav-ior  fly. 


mwm^f^m^^m^m^ 


YOUTH. 


358 


733  lis. 

1  I.IKE  mist  on  the  raonntain,  like  ships  on  the  sea, 
S>  swittly  the  vears  <  four  i)ilj:riniai;e  fleo  ; 
In  the  arrive  ofcur  lathesi  lii>\v  sioii  we  shall  lie  ! 
L*ear  childieu,  to-day  to  aj  Jeai]  ^viut'  Qy. 

"  Ho\T  pweet  are  the  flow'rets  of  Ap^il  and  i^Iny  ! 
lUit  often  the  ir-sc  nuike-i  tlieiu  wither  away; 
Like  flowei^  yi>u  may  la«lo! — a'-e  you  re.idy  to  die? 
While  yet  there  is  room  to  a  [dear]  Savior  fly. 


3  When  Samuel  wa^  >oun}5  he  first  knew  the  Lord— 
Hu  slept  111  hirt  Htnile  and  rejoiced  in  his  word  ; 

So  most  ofdiid's  childien  are  early  hrought  nigh; 
0,  seek  him  lu  youth—  to  a  [dearj  Saviwr  fly  ! 

4  Do  you  ask  me  for  pleasure?  then  lean  on  his  breadt. 
For  there  the  sin-laden  and  weary  find  rest  : 

In  the  valley  of  death  you  will  triumphing  cry— 
If  tuia  be  called  dying,  'tis  pleasant  to  die. 


SILOAM.      C.      M. 


By     cool 


<-■  Si — *—\-3 — m  \—e — m-l-e 


lo  -  am's    sba  -  dy     rill,   How    fair    the      HI  -  y   grows! 


How  sweet  the  breath    be  -  neath    the 


£I?:E^eI£:^£^5^ 


734 


-F- 

C.    M. 


2  L(^!  such  the  child,  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  ol  peace  have  trod, 
"Whose  secret  heart  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  Ey  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill, 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 


4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 
Of  man's  maturer  age 
"Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passions  rage. 


5  O,  thou,  who  givcst  life  and  breath, 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death. 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 


735 

1  HAPPY  is  he,  whose  early  years 

Receive  instructiou  well, 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  'T  is  easier  work,  if  we  begin, 

To  serve  the  Lord  betimes: 
While  sinners  who  grow  old  in  sin,    " 
Are  hardened  by  their  crimes. 

3  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares, 

To  mind  religion  young: 
With  joy  it  crowns  succeeding  years, 
And  makes  our  virtues  strong. 

4  To  thee,  Almighty  God:  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign; 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

5  Let  the  sweet  work  of  prayer  and  praise 

Emi)loy  our  daily  breath: 
Thus  we're  prepared  for  future  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 


3r)4  THE  FJ 

736  C      M. 

1  now  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instructions  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'T  is  like  the  sun  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise; 

1  hate  ihe  sinner's  road — 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 

How  pure  is  everj^  page! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

"WEIJB  7s  &  6s. 


AMILY. 

737  C.     M. 

1  YE  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
In  smiling  crowds  draw  near; 

And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Savior's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high. 
Stoops  to  converse  with  you; 

And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face. 
Is  sure  my  love  to  gain: 

And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain  '' 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 
If  once  compared  with  thee? 

What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 

Like  what  in  Christ  I  see? 
Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind! 
'T  is  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 

And  here  true  bliss  I  find. 


'$. 


\r. 


1  Go  thou  in  life's  fair  morning,  Go,  in  thy  bloom  of  youth, 

And  seuk,  for  thine  a-dorn-iug,  [Omit ]  The  precious  pearl  of  truth  ; 

D.  S.  E'er  cause  it  to    de-part. 


!«-.« 


'^=^^Mms^m^^^ 


il^iigliiiiiiiti 


iTs 


Se-cure  the  heavenly  treasure,  And  hind  it  on   thy  heart;  And  let  no   earth-ly   pleas-ure 


fz.tlP-^-\ 


MM 


738  '^s  &  Gs. 

2  Go,  while  the  day-star  shineth, 

Go,  while  the  heart  is  light, 
Go,  e'er  thy  strength  declinetb, 

While  every  sense  is  bright: 
Sell  all  thou  hast  and  buy  it; 

'T  is  worth  all  earthly  things— 
Kubios,  and  gold,  and  dimonds, 

Scepters  and  crowns  of  kings! 


Go,  e'er  the  cloud  of  sorrow 

Steals  o'er  thy  bloom  of  youth; 
Defer  not  till  to-morrow; 

Go  now%  and  buy  the  truth. 
Go,  seek  thy  great  Creator; 

Learn  early  to  be  wise; 
Go  place  upon  the  altar 

A  morning  sacrifice. 


YOUTH. 


355 


DEVOTION.       C.      M. 
1  Be  •  slow,  dear  Lord, 

-m-    -e-    - 


mmmmw^^m 


The    gift     of 

-B-    -m- 


1 

sav  -  ing  grace; 


up   -   on    our  youtb, 


wmMmm^mmm^M 


And   Jet     the     seed      of 


sa  -  crcd   truth     Fall 


-g 


a      fruit  -  ful     place. 


739 

-  Grace  is  a  plant  where'er  it  grows, 
Of  pure  and  heavenly  root; 
But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 
And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 

3  Ye  careless  ones,  O  hear  betimes 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love; 
Your  youth  is  stained  with  many  crimes, 
But  mercy  reigns  above. 

4  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made, 

O,  join  the  public  prayer; 
For  you  the  secret  tear  is  shed; 
O,  shed  yourselves  a  tear! 

5  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove 

The  fcSpirit's  power  to  teach; 

You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 

That  Jesus  whom  we  preach. 

740        8s  &  7s.     (DUNN.     Page  356.) 

1  JESUS,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me! 

Bles.s  a  little  child  to  night; 
Through  the  darkness  be  thou  near  me. 
Watch  my  sleep  till  morning  light. 

2  All  this  day  thy  hand  shall  lead  me, 

And  1  thank  thee  for  thy  CLre; 
Thou  hast  cloth'd  me,  warm'd  me,  fed  mo, 
Listen  to  my  evening  prayer. 


i|?giiMi=fiP 


:  3  L'^t  my  sins  be  all  forgiven; 
}         Bless  the  friends  I  love  so  well; 
I     Take  me,  when  I  die,  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 


741 


C.    M. 


WHERE  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 

A  place  for  calm  repose? 
Thou  Father  of  the  fatherless, 

Pity  the  orphan's  woes. 


2  What  friend  have  I  in  heaven  or  earth, 
What  friend  to  trust,  but  thee? 
My  father  s  dead;  my  mother's  deacj; 
My  God,  remember  me. 


3  Thy  gracious  promise  now  fulfill, 
I         And  bid  my  trouble  cease; 
I     In  thee  the  fatherless  shall  find 
Pure  mercy,  grace,  and  peace. 


4  I've  not  a  secret  care  or  pain 
But  he  that  secret  knows; 
Thou  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes. 


3C>6 


THE  FAMILY 


Duxx.     ^'s  S: 


^-W 

1  Lord,     a      lit  -  tic  band,  iind  low  -  I3', 

2  Fill  our  bents  with  thoughts  of  Jesus, 


Mmm 


We    are   come    to    sing    to 
And  of  heaven  where  he   is 


thee ; 
gone; 


0     0.      m     Q 


^=i:iiSiiii^it[pSiPii 


Thou  art  great, 
And    let    noth 


742  83  &  7s. 

3' For  we  know  the  Lord  of  glory- 
Always  sees  what  children  do, 
And  is  writing  now  the  story 

Of  our  thoughts  and  actions,  too. 
4'  Let  our  sins  be  all  forgiven; 

Make  us  fear  whatn'er  is  wrong; 
Lead  us  on  our  way  to  heaven, 
There  to  sing  a  nobler  song. 

743  C.     n.     (DEVOTION.     Page  3r>5.) 

1  LORD  of  my  life,  whose  word  of  power 

Did  first  inspire  my  breath, 
Thy  hand  has  kept  mc  to  this  hour, 
From  danger  and  from  death. 

2  Sp  ired  to  commence  another  year, 

The  past  I  now  review: 
How  numerous  do  my  sins  appear, 
How  great  thy  mercies,  too! 

3  I  thank  thee  for  thy  tender  care 

Through  all  1113'  earlier  days, 
And  for  each  privilege  1  share. 
That  still  thy  love  displays. 

4  For  Jesus'  sake,  my  sins  forgive, 

And  strengthen  me  in  grace; 
That  to  thy  glory  1  may  live, 
And  run  the  Christian  race. 

5  Hdw  long  or  short  my  course  may  be, 

'Tis  not  for  me  to  know; 
Rut  may  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee, 
And  in  thv  favor  jrrow. 


W 

ly  —  O     how     sol  -  emu  should  we  be! 

us     He  would  grieve  to   look    up   -   on. 


^^s^m^^smmm 


MARRIAGE  HYMNS. 

744  L-     M.     (HEBRON.     Page  288.) 

1  IT  is  not  good,  Jehovah  said, 

For  man  new  formed  to  be  alone; 
Then  of  his  rib  an  help-mate  made. 

And  man  and  wife  pronounced  but  one. 

2  From  near  his  heart  this  rib  he  took, 

To  show  the  favor  should  be  prized; 
Not  from  his  head,  to  overlook, 
Not  from  his  foot,  to  be  despised. 

3  Beneath  his  arm,  to  signify 

Wives  should  authority  disclaim, 
And  that  protection  and  supply- 
Are  from  the  husbands  due  to  them. 

4  Bless,  Lord,  this  newly  married  pair, 

And  make  the  match  a  blessing  prove; 
Their  interest  one,  their  joys,  their  care. 
Made  happy  in  each  others  love. 
'i  Jesus,  we  ask  thy  presence  here; 
O  may  thy  face  upon  us  shine; 
Thy  goodness  more  our  hearts  can  cheer. 
Than  costliest  food  or  richest  wine. 

745  7s  &  6s.    (WEBB.    Page  354.) 
1  WHEN  on  her  Maker's  bosom 

The  newborn  earth  was  laid. 
And  nature's  opening  blossom 

Its  fairest  bloom  displayed; 
When  all  with  fruit  and  flowers 

The  laughing  soil  was  drest 
And  Eden's  fragrant  bowers 

Received  their  human  guest: 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS-FASTtS. 


357 


1'  No  sin  his  fncc  defiling, 

The  heir  of  rniture  stood, 
And  God  benignly  smiling, 

IJcheld  that  nil  was  good! 
Yet  in  that  hour  of  blessing, 

A  single  want  was  known: 
A  want  the  heait  distressing — 

For  Adam  was  alone! 
3  O  God  of  jmn'  ailection! 

By  men  and  saints  adored. 
Who  gavest  thy  protection 

To  Cana's  uui)tial  board — 
May  such  thy  bounties  ever 

To  wedded  love  be  shown, 
And  no  rude  hand  dissever 

Whom  thou  hast  linked  in  one. 

SPECIAL  OCCASIONS-FASTS. 
746        C.    M.    (siLOAM.    Page  353.) 
1  LET  the  land  mourn  through  all  its  coasts, 
And  humble  all  its  state: 


Princes  and  rulers  at  their  posts, 
Awhile  sit  desolate. 

2  Let  all  the  i)eople,  high  and  low, 

Kich,  poor,  antl  great  and  small. 
Invoke,  in  fellowship  of  woe,  \ 

The  Maker  of  them  all.  ^ 

3  For  God  hath  summoned  from  his  place. 

Death  in  a  direr  form,  ; 

To  waken,  warn,  and  scourge  our  race,  - 
Than  earth^iuakes,  fire  or  storm. 

4  Let  churches  weep  within  their  place,    : 

And  families  apart; 
Let  eac"h  in  secrecy  bewail  * 

The  plague  of  his  own  heart. 

5  So  while  the  land  bemoans  its  sin, 

The  pestilence  may  cease, 
And  mercy,  temp'ring  wrath,  bring  in 
God's  blessed  health  and  peace.     - 


ELLA. 


8s& 


/s. 


HippppSl 


1  Dread  Je  -  ho  -  vahi 

i 


God    of 


na  -  tious!  From  thy   tern-  pie 
^         C^    ♦   IT 


in     the  skies, 


Hear  thy   peo 


pie's   sup  -  pli 
J9 


ca 


tiona 

f 


Now    for    their    dc  -  liv'  -rancc  rise. 


♦  V  'J    "^'     ^- 


747  83  &  7s. 

1  DREAD  .Jehovah!  God  of  nations! 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 

Hear  thy  people's  supplications. 

Now  for  their  deliv'rance  rise. 

2  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding,  '•  J  Lo!  with  deep  contrition  turning. 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call.  Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend; 

Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding;  H(rar  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning; 

■Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  Ihem  all.  Hear  us,  spare  us  and  defend. 


j3  Let  that  love  vail  our  transgression; 
Let  that  blcod  our  guilt  efface; 
Save  thy  people  from  oppression; 
I         Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 


358 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


WAliKE.V. 


L.       M. 


-d-H- 


I  i       ^  5^   -■-    ^ 

1  Lord,  in  these  dark  and  dis-mal  days,  We  mourn  the  hid  -  ing  of    thy  face; 


"fl=i 


And  when  to  hap  -  pier 


m 


nm 


f 


days  we  turn, 

BEFE 


Those  days  but  teach 

1  I 


to  mourn. 


1~' 

748  L.    M. 

2  The  blessing  from  thy  truth  withdrawn, 
Its  quick'niug,  saving  influence  gone — 
Unwarn'd,  unwakeu'd,  sinners  hear, 
Nor  see  their  awful  danger  near. 

3  In  dews  unseen,  or  scanty  showers, 
Thy  Spirit  sheds  its  healing  powers; 
The  thirsty  ground  is  parched  beneath, 
And  all  is  barrenness  and  death. 

4  Yet  still  thy  name  be  ever  blessed, 
On  thee  our  hope  shall  safely  rest: 
Thy  saints  shall  yet  exult  and  sing 
The  matchless  glories  of  their  King. 


Who  tremble  for  the  ark  of  God, 
And  know  what  Israel  ought  to  do? 

5  Lord,  hear  thy  people  every  where, 

Who  meet  this  day  to  weep  and  prt  y; 
Our  sinful  land  in  mercy  spare. 
In  mercy  turn  thy  wrath  away. 

THE  CLOSE  OF  THE  YEAR. 


749 


L.    M. 


i  now  long  hath  God  bestowed  his  care 
On  this  indulged,  ungrateful  land! 
How  oft  in  times  of  danger  near. 
Preserved  us  by  his  sov'rcign  hand. 

2  Here  peace  and  liberty  have  dwelt, 

The  glorious  gospel  brightly  shone; 
And  oft  our  mightiest  foes  have  felt 
That  God  hath  made  our  cause  his  own. 

3  But,  ah!  both  heav'n  and  earth  have  heard 

Oui-  vile  requital  of  his  love; 
We,  whom  like  children  he  has  reared, 
For  all  his  care  unthankful  prove. 

4  See!  he  uplifts  his  chastening  rod! 

0,  where  are  now  the  failhiul  few, 


750 

1  AND  now,  m)' 


C.    M. 

soul,  another  year. 


Of  thy  short  life  is  past; 

I  cannot  long  continue  here, 

And  this  may  be  my  last. 

Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run— 

The  few  that  j'et  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul,  with  utmost  care 
Thy  true  condition  learn: 
What  are  thy  hoi)es?  how  sure?  how  fair? 
What  is  thy  great  concern? 

Behold  another  year  begins; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 

In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  "his  grace  depend; 
With  real  pursue  the  heavenly  road. 

Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 


THE  CLOSE  OF  THE  YEAR. 


;5o9 


751 


L.    M. 


1  OUR  helper,  God,  we  bless  thy  name, 
AVhose  love  forever  is  the  same; 
The  tokens  of  thy  gracious  care 
Begin,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 


2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  vre  stand, 
Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand; 
And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 


Thus  far  thine  arm  has  led  us  on; 
Thus  far  we  make  thy  mercy  known, 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 


4  Our  grateful  souls  on  Jordan's  shore, 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  i>illar  more; 
Then  bear  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 


THE  NEW  YEAR. 


MA  NOAH.       C.      M. 


1  Now,   gra-cious  Lord,  thine  arm  re  -  veal,    And  make  thy  glo  -  ry  known, 
^    -,9-     .  -T- 

'[ f — He — rr — I — |— ^ 1 — \—: TA —  h^.r^- 


83if  ZEE  F=m=?f  F|=^^^ 


r 


K-^F-.- 


Now,   let      us       all     thy    pres  -  ence    feel,    And    soft  -  en  hearts    of     stone. 


752 


C.    M. 


2  Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne. 
And  plead  a  Savior's  name. 
For  all  that  we  can  call  our  owm. 
Is  vanity  and  shame. 


3  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin, 
May  mercy  set  us  free. 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 


4  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
AVho  never  loved  before. 


5  And  when  before  thee  we  appear. 
In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 


LUCAS. 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 
10,  5,  11,  12,  6,  12. 


1^3 


1  Come,    let  us   a  -  new     our  jour-ney  pur-sue — Koll  round  with  the  year,    And     nev 


er  stand 


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n 


&lmiiiSfiiliMfi 


?S~[ 


i^<  I     u**  b^ 


^~w*     I 


>.:i!r^. 


still  till  the    Mas  -  ter  ap  -pear;  Ilis  a-dor  -  a  -  ble  will  let  us  glad  -  ly  ful  -  fill  And  our  tal-ents  im-prove. 


.♦♦-^ 


"I — r*~li.«*i^i — r 


-<-<-<- 


J    I 


-Sr6--r=:pp=p:n:r3=fgxrzppLs_s-:s:i:S-S-J: 


ggl^l 


"^  *^""* — ^"  _      .      .    .       . 

By  the  pa-tience  of  hope,  and  the  la  -  bora  ot    love,    By  the    patience  of  hope,  and  the   la-bors  of   love. 


r^ 


f^-f*^ 


^a 


-li^J^PlSMi^:^i^lrP 


753 


10,  5,  11,  12,  6,  i: 


2  Our  life  is  dream;  our  tiiEeva^_a,streani, 

Glides  swiftlv  away, 
And  the  fugitfv^e'mTiftient  refuses  to  stay 
The  arrow  is  flown  ;  the  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view — anli  eternity's  near. 


3  0  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may  say ; 

1  have  fought  my  way  tiiroutih  ; 
I  have  finished  my  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do. 
0  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  hear  that  glad  word: 

"Well  and  faithfully  done; 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 


THE  SEASONS. 


754 


C.    M. 


1  WHEN  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 

Proclaim  the  opening  year, 
What  various  sounds  of  joys  arise! 
What  prospects  bright  appear! 

2  Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 

Their  thousand  notes  of  praise; 
And  all,  that  by  his  mercy  live, 
To  God  their  offering  raise. 

3  The  streams,  all  beautiful  and  bright, 

Reflect  the  morning  sky; 


And  there,  with  music  in  his  flight, 
The  wild  bird  soars  on  high. 

4  Thus,  like  the  morning,  calm  and  clear 
That  saw  the  Savior  rise. 
The  spring  of  heaven's  eternal  year 
Shall  dawn  on  earth  and  skies. 

0  No  winter  there,  no  shades  of  night, 
Obscure  those  mansions  blest, 
AVhere,  in  the  happy  fields  of  light, 
The  weary  are  at  rest. 


THE  fcEASO^'S. 


861 


YODER.      O.      M. 

I 


m 


1  To  praise   the 


ev  -  cr    bount-eous  Lord,  My  soul,   wake    all    thy  powers; 


iMiiil 


-FF--^t1 


■<3 
He    calls — and 


(5 


at 


1 


his   voice  come  forth  The    smii  -   ing    bar  -  vest     hours. 


^i=^iilfe^iiilil«i[f 


I 1 — —i r 

755  C.    M. 

2  U\<  covenant  with  earth  he  keeps; 

}i\y  tongue  his  goodness  sing; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time; 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well  pleased,  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  Go  J,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness- 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

5  Then   in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reaj)  a  glorious  crop; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sown  in  hope. 

756  8s&7s.    (Duxx.     Page35G) 

1  SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling 

Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound — 

2  "Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming. 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  "What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  j'ou- 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace; 
Let  no  cloudless  skies  deceive  you; 
Summer  gives  the  autumn  place." 


4  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

Let  our  highest  hopes  be  stayed: 
This  alone  for  ever  vernal. 
Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 


75T 


C.    M. 


STERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 

Encircling  nature  round; 
How  black,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 

Late  with  gay  verdure  crowned! 

The  sun  withholds  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart; 

And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

Return,  O  blissful  sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray: 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 

This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

O  happy  state!  divine  abode, 

Where  si)ring  eternal  reigns. 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 

Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  dr(»oi)ing  joys  restore. 
And  guide  me  to  the  seat  of  day. 

Where  winter  frowns  no  more 


3G2 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS 


THANKSGIVING. 


I..   11. 


THANKSGIVING. 

-r-V 


I  Gretit  God,   as  sea  -  sous  dis 


ap  -pear,  And  changes  mark  the  roll-ingyear; 

-m-   -m-   fl- 


l=« 


As   time   with  rap 


_,-[:-r,.._^ — p._a — r;_.r;^p.p_|: 


ion's  flies, 


M. 


May 


758  L 

2  Long  has  thy  favor  crowned  our  days. 
And  summer  shed  again  its  rays, 

No  deadly  cloud  our  sky  has  vailed; 
No  blasting  Aviuds  our  path  assailed. 

3  Our  harvest  months  have  o'er  us  rolled, 
And  flilcd  our  fields  with  waving  gold; 
Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored! 
Where  are  our  hearts  to  praise  the  Lord? 

mAiSE.     7s. 


eve 

s 
-k— 


ry    sea  - 


son  make   us 

-\ ^- 

Jit 


IB 


4  The  solemn  harvest  comes  apace, 
The  closing  day  of  life  and  grace; 
Time  of  decision,  awful  hour! 
Around  it  let  no  tempests  lower. 

5  Prepare  us.  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 
Like  stars  in  heaven  to  rise  and  shine; 
Then  shall  our  happy  souls  above 
Keap  the  full  harvest  of  thy  love! 


1  Praise  to   God, 


.Q ^- 


im  -  mor  -  tal    praise,  For  the    love   that  crowns  our  days! 


Bounteous  source   of 


f- 


r  1^       ^ 

ry       joy,       Let    thy   praise  our  tongues  em  -  ploy. 


eve 


n- 


?59 

1 


THANKSGIVINp. 

761     c. 


363 


PRAISE  to  God,  imniortiil  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days! 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield; 
For  the  vines  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use. 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  dews; 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse: 

4  All  that  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scattered  o'er  the  smiling  land; 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores: 

5  These  to  thee,  my  God  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow; 
And  for  these  my  soul  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 


760 

1 


L.    M. 


GREAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 
Our  hjmin  of  gratitude  we  raise; 

"With  humble  heart  and  bending  knee, 
TVe  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless.  Almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims,  trod — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray; 
Here  thou  our  father's  steps  did  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

4  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds. 
Dispel  the  shades  of  error's  nipht. 
And  heav'nly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

5  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear; 

In  danger  still  our  Guardian  be; 
O   spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here; 
Let  all  the  poeple  worship  thee. 


M.     ( DEVOTION.     Page  355.) 

1  FOUNTAIN  of  mercv,  God  of  love. 

How  rich  thy  bounties  are! 
The  changing  seasons  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain. 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

]  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,   was 
The  plants  in  beauty  grew;  [thine; 

Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
And  soft,  refreshing  dew. 

I:  These  varied  mercies  from  above, 
Matured  the  swelling  grain. 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

)  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway, 
Thy  hand  all  nature  hails: 
Seed  time,  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter  fails. 


762 


L.    M. 


1  ALMIGHTY  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
To  thee  let  songs  of  gladness  rise, 
Each  irrateful  heart  its  tribute  bring, 
And  every  voice  thy  goodness  sing. 

2  From  thee  our  choicest  blessings  flow, 
Life, health  and  strength  thy  hands  bestow; 
The  daily  good  thy  creatures  share. 
Springs  from  thy  providential  care. 

3  The  rich  profusion  nature  yields. 
The  harvest  waving  o'er  the  fiplrl<?, 
The  cheering  light,  refreshing  shower, 
Are  gifts  from  the  exhaustless  store^ 

4  At  thy  command  the  vernal  bloom 
Revives  the  world  from  winters  gloom; 
The  summer's  heat  the  fruit  matures, 
And  autumn  all  her  treasures  pours. 

5  From  thee  proceed  domestic  ties, 
Connubial  bliss,  parental  joys; 
On  thy  support  the  nations  stand. 
Obedient  to  thy  high  command. 

8  Let  every  power  of  heart  and  tongue, 
Unite  to  swell  the  trrateful  song; 
While  age  and  youth  in  chorus  join. 
And  praise  the  Majesty  divine. 


864 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 
TEMPERANCE. 


EUCLID.      S.      M 


1  Mourn    for      the      thou  -  sands  slain,   The    youth  -  ful     and     the    strone: 


the 

sf: -?- -f^-r--^ 

m-^-m — m  —  S-F-S 


for 


5  4- 


thou  -  sands  slain,   The    youth  -  ful 


:|!3EEEEi.: 


the    strong; 


p- 


sig; 


Mourn  for    the   wine  -  cup's   fa 


tal  reign,    And    the 


■        n  V      -#-       -0- 


lu  -  ded  throng. 


'-^mM^i!^mmMmwii^ 


t-- 


763  s    M. 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  cera — 

For  reason's  light  divine — 
Quenched  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem, 
Wherv-.  God  hath  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul — 

Fternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowi, 
And  turned  to  hopeless  night. 


4  Mourn  for  the  lost;  but  call, 

Ca.i  to  the  strong,  the  free; 
Rouse  them  to  shun  the  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

5  Mourn  *or  the  lost;  but  pray. 

Pray  to  our  God  above 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway. 
And  show  his  saving  love, 


WINDSOi;.      c.      M. 


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764  c     M  I 

1  IJSTEMP'RANCE,  like  ;i  raging  flood, 

Is  s\v<.'oi>iug  o'or  the  laiul; 
Its  dire  elleets,  in  tears  and  blood, 
Are  traced  on  every  band. 

2  It  still  llows  on  and  bears  away 

Ten  thousands  totheir  doom; 
Who  shall  the  mighty  torrent  stay, 
And  disappoint  the  tomb? 

WAR. 

765  c.   M.  I 

1  DESTRUCTIVE  sword:  how  oft  hast  thou  I  4  To  punish  crime,  though  justly  due, 


865 


Almighty  God,  no  hand  but  thine 

Can  check  this  tlowing  tide; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  oi  power  divine, 

And  bid  the  Hood  subside. 
Dry  up  the  source  from  whence  it  flows; 

Destroy  its  fountain  head; 
That  dire  intemp'rancc  and  its  woe3 

Ko  more  the  earth  o'crsprcad. 


Reen  bathed  in  human  blood! 
"NVhat  cities,  fields  and  seas  have  been 

Stained  with  the  crimson  flood! 
All-gracious  God!  permit  our  souls, 

Impressed  Avith  human  woe, 
With  thee  to  ]dead,  how  long,  how  lor.g 

Shall  this  mad  deluge  flow? 
How  Ion?  shall  brethren's  hands,  imbrued  '  G  O.  may  thy  Spirit's  might}-  sword 

With  blood,  each  other  slay?  Our  lusts  subdue  and  slay; 

The  field  with  gashtly  scenes  bestrewed,         Then  force  and  war  shall  yield  to  love, 

Of  man  to  man  a  prey?  I         And  all  from  love  obe}'. 


Shall  vengeance  ever  burn? 
Rack  to  the  scabbard,  whence  it  flew, 

Sword  of  the  world,  return. 
Thou  God  of  hosts!  whose  sov'rcign  v;iil 

Controls  the  swelling  flood, 
The  madness  of  thy  j)eople  still, 

And  bring  from  evil  good. 


REPOSE.       L.      M. 


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766  L    M 

1  THY  footsteps,  Lord,  with  joy  we  trace, 
And  mark  the  conquests  of  thy  grace; 
Complete  the  work  thou  hast  begun, 
And  let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done. 

2  O,  show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Command  the  din  of  war  to  cease; 
O,  bid  contending  nations  rest, 

And  love  pervade  each  human  breast. 


Then  peace  shall  lift  her  balmy  wing. 
Glad  plenty  laugh,  the  valleys  sing; 
Reviving  commerce  lift  her  head, 
And  want,  and  woe,  and  hate  be  fled. 
Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  word; 
O   soon  let  every  nation  prove 
The  perfect  joyof  Christian  love. 


366 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


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Of  tice  sky's  noftning  jriaces  when  day  is  just  gone; 
But  there's  no  other  season  or  time  can  compare 
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3  You  may  value  the  friendships  of  youth  and  of  age, 
And  select  fur  your  coniradei  the  noble  and  sago; 
J!ut  the  friends  that  most  cheer  moon  life's  rugted  road, 
Are  the  friends  of  my  Master,  the  children  ot  God 

4  You  may  talk  of  your  prospects,  of  fame  or  of  wealth. 
And  the  li()i)es  that  oft  flatter  tlio  fav'rites  of  health; 
Hut  the  ho])e  of  briglt  glory,  of  heavenly  bliss — 
Take  uway  every  other,  and  give  me  but  this. 

5  Ever  hail,  blessed  temple,  abode  of  my  Lord  ! 

I  will  turn  to  thee  olien,  to  hear  from  his  word  ; 
I  will  walk  to  thine  altar  with  tfiose  that  I  love. 
And  rejoice  in  the  prospects  revealed  from  above. 

'68    P-     ^I-     (PKNiTENCE.    Page  227.) 
VAIN  delusive  world,  adieu, 

With  all  of  creature  good; 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood: 
All  thy  pleasure  1  forego; 

I  tramj^le  on  thy  wealth  and  pride; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

Aud  Jesus  crucified. 


I -^"  r 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain; 
'T  is  all  but  vanity: 

Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain — 

He  tasted  death  for  me. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died; 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end: 
This  is  all  my  happiness. 

On  Jesus  to  depend; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

4  O  that  I  could  all  invite 

This  saving  truth  to  prove; 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  highly 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  sh(»w 

The  blood  \^'  faith  alone  applied; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

Aud  Jesus  crucified. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

HUNTINGDON.       Os  &  8s. 


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A    -    rise,   a  -  rise!  the  light  breaks  o'er  thee;  Thy  name  is  gra  -  ven   on  the  throne; 
Thy  home    is     in   the   world  of    glo  -  rv,  Where  thy  Re-decm-er  reigns  a-lone. 

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Tossed  on  time's  rude  relentless  surges, 

Calraiy,  composed,  and  dauntless  stand  ; 
For  I.o  !  beyond  those  scenes  emerges 

The  liighis  that  bound  the  promised  land, 
Behold  !  behold  !  the  land  is  nearing, 

Where  the  wild  sea-storm's  rage  is  o'er  ; 
Hark  I  how  the  heavenly  hosts  are  cheering, 

See  in  what  throngs  they  range  the  shore! 


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3  Cheer  up  !  cheer  up  !  the  day  breaks  o'er  thee, 

Bright  as  the  summer's  noontide  rny. 
The  star-gemmed  crowns  and  realms  of  glory, 

Invite  thy  happy  soul  away  ; 
Away  1  away  !  leave  all  for  glory, 

Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne; 
Thy  liome  is  in  that  world  of  glory, 

Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 


868 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


HEAVEN.      C.      M. 


I 

1  Weep  for  the  lost!  Thy  Savior  wept  O'er  Salem's  helpless  doom;  He  wept,  to 

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think  their  day  was  past,  And  come  their  night  of  gloom,  And  come  their  night  of  gloom. 


770  C-   M. 

2  Weep  for  the  lost!  The  prophets  wept 

O'er  Israel's  gloomy  fate, 
"When  vengeance  had  unsheath'd  her  sword 
llepentance  came  too  late. 

3  Weep  for  the  lost!  Apostles  wept, 

That  men  vshoiikl  error  choose; 
That  dying  men  should  Christ  reject, 
And  endless  life  refuse. 

HAMBURG.       L.      M. 


4  Weep  for  the  lost!  The  lost  will  weep, 

In  that  long  night  of  woe, 
On  which  no  star  of  hope  will  rise, 
And  tears  in  vain  will  flow. 

5  Weep  for  the  lost!  Lord,  make  us  weep. 

And  toil  with  ceaseless  care, 
To  save  our  friends,  ere  yet  they  pass 
That  point  of  deep  despair. 


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MISCELL. 

T71  L.    M. 

2  Bold  arrogiiDcel  to  snatch  from  heaven, 
Dominion  not  to  mortals  given: 
O'er  conscience  to  usuri>  the  throne 
Arcounlable  to  God  alone. 

S  Jesus   thy  penile  law  of  love 
Doth  no  sui  h  ciucllics  approve; 
Mikl  as  thyself,  thy  doctrmc  wields, 
No  arm  hut  what  persuasion  yields 

4  By  proofs  divine,  and  reason  strong, 
It  leads  the  wi.ling  mind  along; 
And  conquests  to  thy  church  acquires, 
By  eloquence  which  heaven  inspires. 

772  c.   ]yi. 

1  O  TELL  me  where  the  dove  is  flown 

To  build  her  downy  nest. 
Anil  I  will  search  the  world  around. 
To  win  her  to  my  breast. 

2  I  sought  her  in  the  rosy  bowpr 

Where  pleasure  hokU  her  reign; 
Where  fancy  tiies  from  flower  to  flower, 
But  there  I  sought  in  vain. 

3  I  sought  her  in  the  bower  of  love, 

1  knew  her  tender  heart; 
But  she  had  flown — that  peaceful  dove 
Had  felt  her  traitor's  dart. 

FESSENDEN.      L.      P.      M. 


ANKOUS.  860 

4  Upon  ambition's  craggy  hill 
1  thought  this  bird  nnght  stray, 

And  there  I  sought,  but  vainly  still; 
She  never  flew  that  way. 

5  Faith  smiled  and  shed  the  tender  tear, 
To  see  me  search  around, 

And  whispered,  '  1  can  tell  thee  where 
The  dove  may  yet  be  found. 

6  In  meek  religion's  humble  cot, 
She  built  her  downy  nest: 

Go,  seek  that  sweet  secluded  spot. 
And  win  her  to  thy  breast  " 
773    C.    M.     (HERTELL.    Page  351.) 
1 1  THESE  mortal  joys  how  soon  they  fade, 
i  How  swift  they  pass  away; 

i     The  dying  flower  reclines  its  head, 
!         The*  beauty  of  a  day. 

2  Soon  are  these  earthly  treasures  lost. 
We  fondly  ci.ll  our  own. 

Scarce  the  possessions  can  we  boast, 
When  straight  we  find  them  gone. 

3  But  there  are  joys  which  cannot  die, 
With  God  laid  up  in  store. 

Treasures  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
More  bright  than  golden  ore. 


1  What  must  it  be  to  dwell  a-bove,  At  God's  right  hand  where  Jesus  reigns. 
Since  the  sweet  earnest  of  his  love  O'erwhelms  us  on  these  dreary  plains? 

I 


No  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  explain, 


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774  L    P.    M. 

2  When  sin  no  more  obscures  the  sight, 
And  f^orrow  pains  the  h'  art  no  more, 
How  shall  we  view  the  Prince  of  light, 
And  all  his  works  of  grace  explore? 
Whit  b'ghts,  what  depths  of  love  divine 
Shall  therj  through  endless  ages  shine! 


3  This  is  the  heaven  I  long  to  know. 

For  this  1  would  with  patience  wait; 
Till  weaned  from  earth  and  all  below, 

I  mount  to  my  celestial  seat— 
And  wave  my  palm,  and  wear  my  crown, 
And  with  the  elders  cast  it  down. 


370 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

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FOUNTAIN      C. 

1  All    men    are    e  -  qual  in  their  birth,  Heirs  of 


the  earth  and  skies;    All 

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775 


C.     M. 


2  God  meets  the  throngs  who  pay  their  vows 

In  courts  that  hands  have  made, 
And  hears  the  worshiper  who  bows 
Beneath  the  plantain  shade. 

3  'T  is  man  alone  who  diffrencc  sees, 

And  speaks  of  high  and  low, 
And  worships  those,  and  tramples  these, 
While  the  same  path  they  go. 

4  O,  let  man  hasten  to  restore 

To  all  their  rights  of  love; 
In  power  and  wealth  exult  no  more, 
In  wisdom  lowly  move. 

5  Ye  great,  renounce  your  earth-born  pride, 

Ye  lo,  your  shame  and  fear ; 
Live,  as  ye  worship,  side  by  side; 
Your  brotherhood  revere. 


776  9s  &  8s.    (HTNTIXGDON.    Page  c67.) 

1  RELIGION!  't  is  a  glorious  treasure, 

The  purchase  of  a  Savior's  blood, 
It  fills  the  soul  with  consolation, 

It  lifts  the  thoughts  to  things  above. 
It  calms  our  fears,  it  soothes  our  sorrows. 

It  smoothes  our  way  o'er  life's  rough  sea, 
'Tis  mix'd  with  goodness,  humble  patience, 

This  heavenly  portion  mine  shall  be. 


How  fleeting — vain — how  transitory, 

This  world  with  all  its  pomp  and  show; 
Its  vain  delights  and  short-lived  pleasure — 

I'll  gladly  leave  them  all  below. 
But  love  and  grace  shall  be  my  story, 

While  I  in  Christ  such  beauties  see; 
While  endless  ages  onward  rolling, 

This  heavenly  portion  mine  shall  be. 


3  This  earthly  house  must  be  dissolved, 

And  mortal  life  shall  soon  be  o'er; 
All  earthly  care  and  earthly  sorrow 

Shall  pain  my  eyes  and  heart  no  more; 
Religion  pure  will  stand  for  ever, 

And  my  glad  heart  shall  strengthen'd  be, 
While  endless  ages  onward  rolling, 

This  heavenly  portion  mine  shall  be. 


4  While  journ'ying  here  through  tribulation 

In  Christian  love  we'll  march  along; 
And  while  strife  severs  the  ambitious— 

In  .lesus  Christ  we'll  all  be  one; 
Religion,  pure,  unites  together 

In  bonds  of  love  and  makes  us  free: 
While  endless  ages  onward  rolling, 

This  heavenly  portion  mine  shall  be. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


371 


ROSEFIELD.       78. 


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WHEN  wc  stand  before  the  throne, 
Dressed  in  beauty  not  our  own, 
When  we  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
Love  thee  with  unsinning  heart — 
Then,  Lord,  shall  we  fully  know — 
Not  till  then— how  much  we  owe. 


2  When  the  praise  of  heaven  we  hear, 
Lou  I  as  thunder  to  the  ear, 
Loud  as  many  waters'  noise. 
Sweet  as  harps'  melodious  voice, 
Then.  Lord,  shall  we  fully  know — 
Not  till  then— how  much  we  owe. 


Ev'n  on  earth,  as  through  a  glass, 
Darkly  let  thy  glory  pass; 
Make  lorgiveness  feel  so  sweet, 
Make  thy  Spirit's  help  so  meet; 
Ev'n  on  earth,  Lord,  make  us  know 
Something  of  how  much  we  owe. 


778        L.    M.    (MERGE.    Page  372.) 

1  MY  bark  is  on  a  troubled  sea; 
The  winds  and  waves  may  adverse  be; 
But  hope,  my  anchor's  firmly  cast 
Within  the  vail,  forever  fast. 


How  oft,  when  tempest-tossed  at  night, 
I  watch  in  vain  for  dawning  light. 
Yet  think,  when  terrors  would  prevail, 
My  anchor  is  within  the  vail. 


3  Within  the  vail — where  Jesus  stands, 
And  shows  to  God  his  blood-stained  hands; 
Within  the  vail — he  went  10  bear 
The  name  upon  the  breastplate  there. 


4  My  hope  must  have  his  righteousness. 
For  it  can  rest  on  nothing  less; 
W^ithin  the  vail— is  still  my  prayer, 
O!  may  my  anchor  enter  there. 


5  Although  the  billows  round  me  roll. 
They  never  can  o'erwhelm  my  soul; 
Within  the  vail  my  anchor's  cast, 
Unshaken  by  the  stormy  blast. 


6  Whene'er  I  quit  this  changing  scene. 
May  1  depart  in  hope  serene; 
And  find,  when  heart  and  flesh  shall  faU, 
My  anchor  cast  within  the  vail. 


872 


MISCELLANE0U8. 


MEROK.      L. 


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2  .V  Kingly  character  he  bears, 

No  change  his  priestly  office  knows, 
Unfading  is  the  crown  he  wears, 
His  joys  can  never  reach  a  close. 

3  Adorned  with  glory  from  on  high, 

Salvation  shines  upon  his  face; 
His  robe  is  of  th'  ethereal  dye, 
His  steps  are  dignity  and  grace. 

4  Inferior  honors  he  disdains. 

Nor  stoops  to  take  applause  from  earth; 
The  King  of  kings  himself  maintains 
Th'  expenses  of  his  heavenly  birth. 

5  T)ie  noblest  creatures  seen  below, 

Ordained  to  till  a  throne  above; 
God  gives  him  all  he  can  bestow, 
His  kingdom  of  eternal  love! 
G  My  soul  is  ravished  at  the  thought, 
Methiuks  from  earth  I  see  him  rise! 

"VVA.LKER.       C.      M. 


Angels  congratulate  his  lot, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

780  L.    M. 

1  YE  different  sects,  who  all  declare, 
'Lo,  here  is  Christ,  or  Christ  is  there  I" 
Your  stronger  proofs  divinely  give, 
And  show  us  where  the  Christians  live! 

2  Your  claim,  alas!  you  cannot  prove; 
Y^e  want  the  genuine  mark  of  love: 
Thou  only,  Lord,  thine  own  canst  know, 
For  sure  thou  hast  a  church  below. 

3  Scattered  o'er  all  the  earth  they  lie, 
Till  thou  collect  them  with  thine  eye; 
Draw  by  the  music  of  thy  name, 
And  charm  into  a  beauteous  frame. 

*  For  this  the  plesdiug  spirit  groans, 
And  cries  in  all  thy  banished  ones: 
Love,  greatest  of  thy  gifts  impart, 
And  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart. 


1  The    Son     of     God  goes  forth  to     war. 


Slg=i=J 


A     king  -  ly  crown  to    gain; 


WALKER — concluded. 


MI^  CELLANE0U8. 


87a 


plf£^?iIIIi^^Ifiili^iiM 


His    blood  -  red    bun  -  ner  streams  a  -  far, 


Who   fol  •  lows    ia     his     train? 


f_.f_l 


781 


C.    M. 


2  Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe, 

Triumphaut  over  pain 
Who  piitient  bears  his  cross  below, 
He  follows  in  his  train! 

3  That  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  look  beyond  the  grave, 
Who  saw  his  Mastei  in  the  sky, 
And  called  on  him  to  save: 

4  They  met  the  tyrant's  brandished  steel, 

The  lion's  gory  mane, 
They  bowed  their  necks  the  stroke  to  feel, 
Who  follows  in  their  train? 

6  They  climbed  the  steep  ascents  of  heaven 
Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain; 
O  God!  to  us  may  grace  be  given. 
To  follow  in  their  train! 

782    P-     ^I-    (ncNTiNGDo-.     Page  367  ) 

1  COME,  all  who  love  my  Lord  and  Master, 

And  like  old  David  I  will  tell. 
Though  chief  ot  sinners,  I've  found  favor, 

By  grace  redeem'd  from  death  and  hell; 
Far  as  the  east  from  west  is  parted. 

So  far  my  sins  by  dying  love 
From  me  by  faith  are  separated. 

Blest  antepast  of  joys  above. 

1!  I  late  enstranged,  from  Jesus  wandered. 

And  tho't  each  dang'rous  poison  good; 
But  he  in  mercy  long  pursued  me. 

With  cries  of  his  redeeming  blood; 
Though  like  Bartimeus  1  was  blinded. 

In  nature's  darkest  night  concealed. 
But  Jesus'  love  removed  my  blindness, 

And  he  his  pard'ning  grace  revealed. 

3  Now  I  will  serve  him  while  he  spares  me, 
And  with  his  people  sing  aloud; 
Though  hell  oppose,  and  sinners  mock  me, 
In  rapt'rous  songs,  I'll  praise  my  God; 


By  faith  I  view  the  heavenly  concert, 
Tbey  sing  high  strains  of  .lesus'  Love; 

0!  with  desire  iny  soul  is  longing, 
And  fain  would  be  with  Christ  above. 

1  4  That  blessed  day  is  fast  approaching, 

WhenChristin  glorious  clouds  will  come. 
With  soundiugtrumps  and  shouts  of  angels, 
I         To  call  each  faithful  spirit  home; 
i     There's  Abra'am.  Isaac,  holy  prophets, 
j         And  all  the  saints  at  God's  right  hand; 
j     There  hosts  of  angels  join  in  concert — 

I  tShout  as  they  reach  the  promised  l^nd. 

I 

1 783  L,    M. 

I I  JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
I  He  whom  I  fixed  my  hopes  upon; 
j     His  track  I  see,  and  111  pursue 

j     The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

The  way  the  holy  prophets  went. 
The  way  that  leads  from  banishment; 
The  King's  hiL-^hway  of  holiness, 
ril  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

This  is  the  way  I  long  had  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not, 
My  grief  a  burden  long  had  been. 
Oppressed  with  unbelief  and  sin. 

The  more  I  strove  against  their  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Savior  say, 
*'Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

Lo!  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to    thee,  as  I  am: 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give; 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Savior  I  have  found; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood. 
And  say,  ''Behold  the  way  to  God." 


374 


MISOELr.ANEOUS. 

60NG    OP    DELIVERANCE.       P,      M. 


1  Our  bondage  here  shall  end,  By  and  by— by  and  by;  Our  bondage  here  shall  end, 

_     r^  (♦     ^     (♦     (♦     (♦       I 


^JSSeI; 


N    I S^   1^      N    S.   V   S.  ' 


^lf^^^3S33;?S^*fi^Sg 


9~m 


^~0~9 


by  and  by:  From  Egypt's  yoke  set  free,  Hail  the  glorious  Jubilee,  And  to  Canaan  march  a- 

^.  r->  -».  ♦  *-r--p--r--f-f- 


Hn^— p, 


Ca  -  naan  march  a  -  long,  by    and     by. 

^±EE?E^EEEE5=aiI££ 


long,  By  aud  by  —  by  and   by;  And  to  Ca  -  naan  march  a  -  long,  by    and      by. 

^ ^ — ^ r— ^ !♦ 


:ri 


784 


P.    M. 


2  Onr  Deliv'rer  he  shall  come,  by  and  by,  &c. 
And  our  sorrows  have  an  end, 
With  our  three  Bcore  years  and  ten, 
And  vast  glory  crown  the  day,  by  and  by,  &c. 


8  Tho'  our  enemies  are  strong,  we'll  go  on,  &c. 
Though  our  hearts  dissolve  with  fear, 
Lo  !  Sinai's  God  is  near  I 
While  the  fiery  pillar  moves,  we'll  go  on,  &c. 


4  Thro'  Marah's  bitter  streams,  we'll  go  on,  &c. 
Though  Baca's  vale  be  dry 
And  the  land  yielJ  no  supply; 
To  the  land  of  corn  and  wine,  we'll  go  on,  &c. 


5  And  when  to  Jordan's  floods,  wearecome,  &a 
Jehovah  rules  the  tide — 
And  the  waters  he'll  divide,        [come,  &c. 
And  the  ransomed  host  shall  shout,   we  are 


6  Then   friends   shall    meet  again      who   have 
loved,  &c. 
Our  embraces  shall  be  sweet, 
At  the  dear  Redeemer's  feet; 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more,  who  have  &c. 


7  Then  with  that  happy  throng,  we'll  rejoice,  &c. 
Shouting  praises  to  our  King, 
Till  Hie  vaults  of  heavfen  ring; 
And  through  all  eternity,  we'll  rejoice,  &c. 


DE  FLEURY.      8s.     1). 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


^ 


Fine. 


^-0'     -0  —  0 0 0 ' -^ i^ PL-Lp-J. 

1  How  te-tlious  and  tasteless  the  hours  When  Je  -  SU9    no    Ion  -  ger      I     sec!  ) 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flowers  Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me:  ) 
D.  C.  But  when  I    am    hap  -  py    in    him,   De-cem-ber's  as  pleas  -  ant   as  May. 

♦•     ♦    (♦     (♦    "^    ♦    1*"     (♦•    "f~    "f"    (♦     rr   ■,^"    .♦    >"    (♦• 


The  mid  -  sum-mcr  sua  shines  but  dim,  The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look    gay: 


^?=? 


^* 


\J0. 


r-    ■^-     t 


^^^^^^^^^^ 


0 
'91 


P- 


i — ^r- 


liB 


P" 


785  8s. 

1  HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
When  Jesus  no  longer  1  see! 


[flowers 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 

I  Live  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me: 
The  mid  summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay: 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  ts  May. 


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2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
H.s  presence  disperses  my  gloom. 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice; 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  h:ippy  iis  I — 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 


3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

^ly  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned, 
No  -hunges  of  seasons  or  place 

A'ould  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
While  blcss'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear. 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove. 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 


Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thme, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine. 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore; 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high. 

Where  winter  and  clouds  arc  no  more. 


8s.     No.  9.     (Selected.) 

1  I  long  to  behold  him  arrayed, 

With  glory  and  light  from  above. 
The  King  in  his  beauty  dis])layed  - 
His  beauty  of  holiest  love. 

2  I  languish  and  sigh  to  be  there, 

Where  Jesus  has  fixed  his  abode  ; 
Oh,  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air. 
And  fly  to  the  mountains  of  God? 

3  With  him,  I,  on  Zion  shall  stand. 

For  Jesus  hath  spoken  the  word; 
The  breath  of  Immanuel's  land 
Survey'  by  the  light  of  my  Lord. 

4  But  when,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 

Thy  face  I  am  strengthened  to  see, 
My  fulness  of  rapture  I  find — 
My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 


376 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


HIGHER  Tll/N  I.       lis. 


J^J 


^i^i^ifflPf 


3E5.=HS.-?E 


1  la  sea-sons  of  grief  to  my  God  I'll  repair,  When  my  heart  is  o'erwhelm'd  with 


^-»-   0-0-0 


:i¥ 


IbJTJr^ 


m^^^^^^mm 


^-S.l^-t^--t:-rT<zz% 


^"    ^~\        ^V 


F-t-;;-F-t. 


sor-row  und  care;  From  the  end    of   the    earth   un   -    to   thee   will      I     cry, 


^    — #- 


'^—^ 


E^^^lg^^i^i^iff^i 


:^=^zd: 


Laad    me      to     the    Rock  that    is     high  -  er     than     I  —  High  -  er     than     I  — 

rhr  ^+— »■  — ^— ^— ^— ^= 


^^ 


^ ^— 


N  I 


Hish  -  er   than     I  —  Lead    me     to 


-r— r,-jiz:^L-ji^r-i; 


^     5 


^^^^ll^ 


786 


lis. 


2  When  Satan,  my  foe,  cometh  in  like  a  flood, 

To  drive  my  poor  soul  from  the  fountain  of  God, 
I'll  priiy  to  the  Savior  who  kindly  did  die, 
Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

3  When  temi)ted  hy  Satan  the  Spirit  to  grieve, 
And  tlie  service  ot  Christ  thy  Redeemer  to  leave, 
I'll  claim  my  relation  to  Jesrn,  on  hi^h — 

The  Rock  of  Salvation  that's  higher  than  I— 

4  0  Savior  of  pinners,  when  faint  and  depressed, 
With  manifold  trials  and  sorrows  oppressed. 


I'll  bow  at  thy  feet,  and  w'th  c  nfidence  cry, 
"Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  liii^lier  than  I. 

5  And  when  I  have  ended  my  pilgrimaKe  here. 
In  Jesus'  pure  rigliteousuess  let  nieuppeai  ; 
In  the  swellinor  of  Jordan  on  thee  I'll  'ely, 
And  look  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

6  And  when  the  last  trnm- ct  shnlJ  sound  thro' the  skies. 
And  the  dead  from  tin-  ( d^t  m  the  earth  shall  arise; 
With  millions  I'M  jo'n  fa*-  nhove  yonder  sky. 

To  praise  the  kind  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 


MlSCELLA>i;iULt>. 


877 


7g7     C.     xM.     (ForxTAiN-.  rage  370  )  ; 

1  DEAR  friend,  whose  presence  in  the  house,! 

Whose  gracious  word  benign  i 

Could  once,  at  Cana's  wedding  feast,  i  ^ 

Change  water  inlo  wine:  j 

2  Come,  visit  us!  and  when  dull  work  I 

Grows  weary,  line  on  line,  j 

Revive  our  souls,  and  let  us  see  j 

Life  s  water  tuin  to  wine.  |S 

3  Gay  mirth  shall  deepen  into  joy, 

Karlh  s  hopes  grow  half  divine, 


When  Jesus  visits  us,  to  make 
Life's  water  glow  as  wine. 

The  social  talk,  the  evening  fire, 
The  homely  household  shrme, 

Grow  bright  with  angel  visits,  when 
The  Lord  pours  out  the  wine. 

For  when  self-seeking  turns  to  love. 
Not  knowing  mine  nor  thine, 

The  miracle  again  is  wrought. 
And  water  turned  to  wine. 


ATONEMENT. 


1  Saw   ye    my  Sav-ior,  saw   ye   my    Sav  -  ior  Saw   ye  my  Sav-ior  and  God  ?  O !  be 


*-«• 


ms^ri 


&_f_i^ 


died  on  Cal  -  va  -  rv.   To   a 


tone  for  you  anu  me    And  to  purchnse  our  par-don  with  blood. 
1^   -f^   -^ 

788         .  P.    M. 


>?-? 


^   • 


SAW  ye  my  Savior,  saw  ye  my  Savior, 
Saw  ye  my  Savior  and  God? 

O!  he  died  on  Calvary, 

To  atone  for  you  and  me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

He  was  extended,  he  was  extended. 

Painfully  nailed  to  the  cross; 

Here  he  bowed  his  head  and  died, 
Thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 

To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

Darkness  prevailed,  darkness  prevailed. 
Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land. 

And  the  sun  refused  to  shine 

When  his  Majesty  Divine 
Was  derided,  insulted,  and  slain. 


Hail  mighty  Savior!  hail  mighty  Savior! 

Prince,  and  the  author  of  ])eace! 
O!  he  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And  triumphant  from  the  earth. 

He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

There  interceding,  there  intei  ceding. 

Pleading  that  sinners  may  live. 
Crying,  "Father,  I  have  died, 
O,  behold  my  hands  and  side, 

O,  forgive  them,  1  pray  thee,  forgive." 

"I  will  forgive  them— I  will  forgive  them 
When  they  repent  and  believe; 

Let  them  now  return  to  thee. 

And  be  reconciled  to  me. 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 


278 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


BRADFORD.       C.       M. 


r      I     !        I 

1  An  -  gels,  wherc-'cr  we       go, 


^^RjSgg^^^f 


T 


at  -  tend  Our  steps,   whut  -  'er     be  -  tide, 


f-(---^ 


With  wr.tch-f ul   care   their  charge   de  -  fend.     And      e    -    vil      turn 

-m:_    o 


I 

side. 


iEsfeeial 


iE5|rpp|^^g^ 


789 


C.    M. 


790 


C.    M. 


1  ANGELS,  where'er  we  go,  attend 

Our  steps  whate'er  betide, 
With  watchful  care  their  charge  defend, 
And  evil  turn  aside. 

2  Myriads  of  bright  cherubic  bands, 

Sent  by  the  KiDg  of  kings, 
Rejoice  to  bear  us  in  their  hands. 
And  shade  us  with  their  wings. 

3  Jehovah's  charioteers  surround; 

The  miuisteriai  choir 
Encamp,  where'er  his  heirs  are  found, 
And  form  our  wall  of  tire. 

4  Ten  thousand  offices  unseen 

For  us  they  ghidly  do, 
Deliver  in  the  furnace  keen, 
And  safe  escort  us  through. 

5  By  thronging  round,  with  busiest  love 

They  guard  the  dying  breast. 
The  lurking  fieud  fur  otf  lemove, 
And  sing  our  souls  to  rest. 

6  And  when  our  spirits  we  rcsicn, 

On  outstretched  wings  they  bear, 
And  hnlgc  us  in  the  arms  Divine, 
And  leave  us  ever  there. 


1  MY  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need; 

Jehovah  is  his  name; 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed. 
Beside  the  living  stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wand'ring  spirit  back 

When  I  forsake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  sake 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows; 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

6  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 
Attend  me  all  my  days; 
Oh,  niay  thine  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  works  be  praise. 

6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 
While  others  go  and  come. 
No  more  a  stranger  or  a  guest, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 


TIIEODOUUS. 


lillSCELLANEOUS. 
78  &  6s.     D. 


379 


i*<p 


sfPi^PiPig|:giiiiS 


1  We    seek 


the    Gold  -  en    Cit    -   y,     The     cit    -    y     of 


our     Kiug, 


==>r.^- 


And 


as       we 


jour  -  ney    thith 


— «  — F  « — m- 

— >—     I ^- 

5^*-t-:*!r=:|z 


er, 


We      joy    -    ful  -  ly 


S  -    S  F-« — f€  m  Vm-hr- — ^ — F^ 
^  ihzitzinznzfcllidt 


— I — ^■ 

^  ■ — ' 

It3      walls     are    built     of     Jas  -  per, 


i^ 


Its    streets    are       of 


will      sing. 


pure      gold, 


^  I      I  ^  I  S  I  i      I 


And  count -less     are       the       glo  -  ries    Which    we    shall    there 


be 


hold. 


[=PFfe??=^ 


^-^ 


i-P-« — S-S-IS-F-P — L" — -P- 

^_-j_p— M_^_l J— 


■(—(— 


r9i 


rs  &  6s.     D. 


2  The  pearly  gates  stand  open. 

For  there  they  have  no  night, 
Nor  sun,  nor  moon,  nor  candle — 

The  Lamb,  he  is  the  light- 
And  there  is  no  more  sorrow, 

Nor  pain,  nor  death,  nor  sin, 
For  naught  that  worketh  evil 

Shall  ever  enter  in. 


And  there  life's  crystal  river, 

Eternally  shall  flow; 
While  leaves  to  heal  the  nations 

Close  by  its  waters  grow. 
But  through  that  Golden  City 

Our  loudest  praise  shall  ring, 
When  we  behold  our  Savior, 

Our  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 


380 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


792  "s.     (HENDON.     Page  234.) 

1  'T  IS  religion  thai  can  give 
Sweeicsi  i>le.i>>urc  wliile  we  live 
T  is  rcligiou  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

SHATT^IUT.      S.       M. 


2  After  death,  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eterniiy! 
Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 


■■^ 


A  bwootly  Suleinn  thooght  Comes  to  meo'erand 


mm\^^ 


0-O 


m 


793  s.   M. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  many  mansions  be, 
And  nearer  to  the  great  white  throne, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 

3  Nearer  the  bouud  of  life, 

Where  falls  my  burden  down; 

Nearer  to  where  1  leave  my  cross, 

And  where  I  gain  my  crown. 


EMilA. 


To-day  I'm  nearer  to  my  homo  Thau  e'er  r%ev  ten  Lefon 

{ZpL?-|gPiLT^ 


^- 


^EE^MtffPP^'-" 


ri 


4  Savior,  confirm  my  trust, 

Complete  my  faith  in  thee; 
And  let  me  feel  as  if  1  stood 
Close  on  eternity; 

5  Feel  as  if  now  my  feet 

Were  slipping  o'er  the  brink; 
For  I  may  now  be  nearer  home, 
Much  nearer  than  I  think. 


1   Dear  re-fuge   of    my   weary  soul,  On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise.  On  thee,  when  waves  of 


W* 


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troub  le   roll,    On  thee,  when  waves  of     troub  -  le   roll,    My  faint -injr,  hope  re  -  lies. 


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794  C     M. 

li  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief, 
For  every  pain  1  feel. 


3  But  O,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
I  fear  to  call  thee  mine; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 


miscella^;eous. 


381 


4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  1  lloeli' 
Thou  art  my  ouly  trust; 
And  sLill  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

0  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
And  shall  I  seek  in  vain* 


And  can  the  ear  of  Kov'reign  grace 
lie  deaf  when  1  complain y 

6  No,  still  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Attends  the  mourner's  prayer; 
O  may  I  ever  find  access, 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there. 


WILCOX.       L.       M. 


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1  Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake,     A      heart    -    y      wel-come  here  re-ccive; 

I 


r  V        v^  ^      -B-    -B-      -B-      -B-       B-  V        ^       V 

May  we    to  -  geth  -  er  now    par -take  The  joys  which  on  -  ly     he    can    give. 


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795  L.   M. 

li  May  he   by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above; 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 
Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 

And  suffered  for  us  here  below; 

The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 

And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

5  Thus— as  the  moments  pass  away — 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore; 
And  hasten  to  that  glorious  day 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

796  S.    U. 

1  WRAPT  in  a  Christless  shroud, 
lie  sleeps  the  Christless  sleep; 
Above  him,  the  eternal  cloud. 
Beneath,  the  fiery  deep. 


2  Laid  in  a  Christless  tomb. 

There,  bound  with  felon-chain, 
lie  waits  the  terrors  of  his  doom, 
The  judgment  and  the  pain. 

3  O  Christless  shroud,  how  cold, 

How  dark,  O  Christless  tomb! 
O  grief  that  never  can  grow  old, 
O  what  a  dreadful  doom! 

4  O  Christless  sleep,  how  sad! 

What  waking  shalt  thou  know? 
For  thee  no  star,  no  dawning  glad, 
Only  the  lasting  woe! 

5  To  rocks  and  hills  in  vain 

Shall  be  the  sinner's  call; 
O  day  of  wrath,  and  death,  and  pain, 
The  lost  souls  funeral! 

i6  O  Christless  soul,  awake 
Ere  thy  last  sleep  begin! 
O  Christ,  the  slee[)er\s  slu  ibcrs  break, 
Burst  thou  the  b..nds  of  -ml 


382 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


HAPPY  DAY.       L.      M. 


'^~— 


S     m     d      O'    m — # — #      o- r ""  i — 


I 

1  O,     hap  -  py  day,  that  fixed  my  choice  On  thee,  my  Sav  -  ior  and  my  God; 
Well  may  this  glow-ing  heart  re  -  joice,  And  tell  its    rapt  -  ures  all  a  -  broad. 


?ll!i^ltelilil^liiilli 


sus  washed  my  sins   a 


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B^^^ggE^g 


V    -p^  -r-  *  -f-  -^-  *   f-  -h-   &■ 


! \ \  -r  -^  --'  —J ^-r-1-i-^ ' d ^ J '-r4-rf 

— »  —^  — i-f  ^'^ — m — w — i  p  !•  [  »  — m—^j^  B''—w — w — »  F&-|F 

He  taught  me  how    to    watch  and  pray.  And  live    re  -  joic  -  ing    eve  -  ry    day. 


797  L.    M. 

2  O,  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 
While  to  his  altar  now  I  move  — Cho. 

3  'T  is  (lone — the  great  transaction's  done; 

I  am  my  Lord's  and  he  is  mine; 
Re  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. — Cho. 

NEWKIRK.       lOs. 


4  Now  rest  my  long  divided  heart! 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  rest; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 
Here  heav'nly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. — 

5  High  Fleav'n  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed,  shall  daily  hear, 
Till,  in  life's  latest  hour,  I  bow. 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. — Cna 


1  Joy  -  ful  -  ly,  joy-ful  ly  onward  I  move,  Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above; 
An  -  gel  -  ic  chor-is  -  ters,  sing  as  I  come — Joy-ful-ly,  joy-ful-ly  haste  to  thy  homel 


MISCELLANEOUS. 
NEWKiRK. — concluded. 


383 


I?;S^- J  B-;i3 


end  -  cd    be-low,  Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  I    go; 
^'   ••-itw     ^    ^         >    i     •-    •-    f-   -f-    f-3tw-      O^ 


Sooa  with  my  pilgrimage  end 

(♦•    J     I     i      11 


-'-•h 


Z3=^TRz3 


rilgrim 


pi:?rM.^wifiot^i5iiWR 


lad  stranger  no  more  shall  I  roam:  Joy-f  ul-ly,  joy-f  ul  -  ly  resting  at  home 


798 


i — ^~i 

lOs. 


iiiMi 


=^rp-p 


2  Friends  fondly  cherished,  have  passed  on  before; 
Waiiiut;,  ibey  watch  iiie  Rppruacbiut;  tlie  shore; 
Smging  to  cheer  iiie  through  death's  chilhog  gloom; 
Joyfully,  j.\ fully  ha.-*ie  to  thy  home. 

Sountid  of  >weet  melody  fall  on  my  ear; 
Harps  ot  the  Messed,  yonr  voices  1  he-ti  ! 
J.in;is  wiih  the  iiarm..iiy  heaven'-;  liif^h  dome — 
JoyluUy,  joyfully  haste'  to  thy  hoiue. 

3  Death,  with  thy  weapons  of  wa',  lay  me  low, 
t-triKe  Ring  nf  terror^  I  I  f^-ar  not  the  blow  ; 
Je-u*  hath  broken  the  liars  (if  the  tomb  I 
Joylully,  j'tyfully  will  I  po  home. 

Br  eht  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
D^ath  shall  l>e  banished,  his  sceptie  be  gone ; 
Joyfully,  then,  shi- II  I  witness  his  duom, 
Joylully.  joyfully,  saleiy  at  home. 

799        L.    M.     (ncnda.    Page  333.) 

1  AS  when  the  -weary  traveler  gains 

The  hight  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if  'cross  the  plains 
He  eyes  his  home,  though  distant  still. 

2  While  he  surveys  the  the  much-loved  spot. 

He  slights  the  space  that  lies  between; 
His  past  f.itigues  are  now  forgot, 
Because  his  journey's  end  is  seen. 

3  Thus,  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 

By  faith  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews. 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

4  The  thought  of  home  his  spirit  cheers; 

No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past, 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears 
So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 


'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 
AVith  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day; 

Then  shall  1  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  shall  wipe  my  tears  away. 

Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends, 
To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode: 

Assured  our  home  will  make  amends. 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road. 


800 

L 


C.    M.    (portage     384.) 


I  SING  the  mighty  power  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise; 

That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 

And  all  the  stars  obey. 

I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord 
That  filled  the  earth  with  food: 

He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 
But  makes  his  gh)ries  known; 

And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  his  throne. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


Ji 


1  Yc  wretch-cd,   Ining  -  ry,    starv  -  ing,   poor,  Be  -  hold 


JiraMSf 


the    roy  -  al  feast, 


Where  mer  -  cy  spreads    her  bounteous  store, 


i 


801 


C.    M 


2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms, 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room. 


3  Room  in  the  Savior's  bleeding  heart, 
There  love  and  pity  meet; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 


4  O  come  and  with  his  children  taste, 
The  blessings  of  his  love: 
While  hope  expects  the  sweet  repast. 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 


6  There  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Before  th'  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 


6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more, 
Are  welcome  still  to  come; 
Te  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 


For 


eve    -    ry   hum  -  ble  guest. 


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802      L.    M.    (WARKEN.    Page  3:r,) 

1  AS  pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears 

We  sigh  to  reach  our  heavenly  home, 
That  we.  released  from  all  our  fears, 
May  tune  our  harps  and  cease  to  roam. 


2  O  God,  protect  us  by  thy  power, 
And  keep  us  safe  within  thy  fold; 
That  we  in  each  unguarded  hour. 
May  never  lose  on  thee  our  hold. 


3  Oh,  wipe  the  tears  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee; 
Give  joy  for  every  rising  sigh, 
Make  us  from  every  fetter  free. 


4  Help  us  to  view  our  dying  Lord, 
And  gaze  upon  his  bleeding  side! 
That  we  may  faithful  to  his  word, 
Eternally  in  him  abide. 


5  Then  when  we  quit  this  mortal  frame, 
Oh,  may  we  soar  away  to  thee; 
Raise  hallelujah's  to  thy  name. 
And  our  divine  Redeemer  see. 


803  ^'  ^^  '" 

1  LE 


MISCELLANEOUS. 
8s  &  78.     (r.RErwiLT.K.     I'ace  i^oo.) 

ET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Savior, 

Come",  and  bid  our  jarring  cease; 
Come,  O  come,  and  reign  forever, 

God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  peace. 
Visit  now  thy  precious  Zion, 

See  iby  people  mourn  and  weep; 
Day  and  uight  thy  lambs  are  crying, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  tliy  sheep. 
Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit. 

We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth. 
Guide  us.  Lord,  by  thy  good  Spirit, 

That  shall  teach  us  all  thy  truth; 
On  the  gospel  word  we'll  venture. 

Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep; 
Love's  our  bond   and  Christ  our  center, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

IIERTELL.       C.       M. 


385 


3  Hear  the  Prince  of  your  salvation. 
Saying,  "Fear  not,  liitie  tiock, 

I  myself  am  your  foundation, 
Yc  are  built  upon  this  rock: 

Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly, 
Near  our  Shepherd  constant  keep, 

Look  to  me  and  be  ye  holy, 
I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep." 

4  Christ  alone  our  souls  shall  rest  on. 
Taught  by  him  we  own  his  name; 

Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus, 
How  it  doth  our  hearts  inflame! 

Glory!  glory!  give  him  glory. 
Strong  is  he,  and  he  will'keep. 

He  will  clear  our  way  before  us. 
The  good  shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 


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1  Be  firm,  be  bold,  be  strong,  be  true,  "And  dare  to  stand  alone; 


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804  c    M 

ii  Na)' — bend  not  to  the  swelling  surge 
Of  fashion's  sneer  and  wrong; 
'Twill  bear  thee  on  to  ruin's  verge, 
With  current  wild  and  strong. 
S  Stand  for  the  right:  though  falsehood  rail, 
And  proud  lips  coldly  sneer; 
A  poisoned  arrow  cannot  wound 
A  conscience  pure  and  clear. 

4  Stand  for  the  right,  and  with  clean  hands. 

Exalt  the  truth  on  high; 
Thou'lt  find  warm  sympathizing  hearts 
Among  the  passers-by. 

5  Stand  for  the  right:  proclaim  it  loud, 

Thou'lt  find  an  answering  tone 
In  honest  hearts,  and  then  no  more 
Be  doomed  to  stand  alone. 


'  805      ^-     ^^-  ^-^^^^'^^y-  Page  390.) 
'      1  I  AM,  saith  Christ,  the  way; 

Now  if  we  credit  him. 
All  other  paths  must  lead  atsray, 

How  fair  soe'er  they  seem. 

2  1  am,  saith  Christ,  the  truth; 
Then  all  that  lacks  this  test, 

Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth 
Is  but  a  lie  at  best. 

3  I  am,  said  Christ,  the  life; 
Let  this  be  seen  by  faith. 

It  follows  without  further  strife; 
That  all  besides  is  death. 

4  If  what  those  words  aver, 
The  Holy  Ghost  apply. 

The  simplest  Christian  shall  not  err, 
Nor  be  deceived,  nor  die. 


386 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


AVOX.       C.      M. 


1  Walk  in 


le    light!  so    shall  thou  know  That  fel  -  low  -  ship    of 

1  I       ^ 

«-p-a — •"— r-^-  -      -       - 


love, 


~i-''^ la — I — ^~w — 1^ — v~^ — ^~'ix~v"^ ^  ~  I — ^ — w 


stow,   Who 


reigns     in 

1  I 


806 


2  AValk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shalt  find 
Thy  heart  made  truly  his, 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 


3  Walk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shalt  own 
Thy  darkness  passed  away, 
Because  that  Light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 


4  Walk  in  the  light!  and  e'en  the  tomb 
No  fearful  shade  shall  wear; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 


5  Walk  in  the  light!  thy  path  shall  be 
Peaceful,  serene,  and  bright; 
For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  Light. 


807 


C.    M. 


1  AND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
Jesus,  my  Lord!  for  thee? 
This  is  my  joy,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 


Yes,  let  it  go;  one  look  from  thee 
Will  more  than  make  amends 

For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 


3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 
How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair! 


4  Savior  of  souls!  while  I  from  thee 
A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'll  glory  in  my  gain. 


g08        L.    M.    (KiiN'DA.    Page  388.) 

1  BE  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go. 
Teach  me  what  thou  wouldst  have  me  do, 
Suggest  whate'er  I  think  or  say, 
Direct  me  in  the  narrow  way. 


2  Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray, 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey: 
What  thou  abhor'st  that  let  me  flee. 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

THERE  IS  A  IIAITY  LAND.       P.       M. 


387 


1  There  is  a  happy  land,  Far,  far,  away — Where  saints  in  glory  stand,  Bright,  bright  as  day; 


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0,  how  they  sweetly  sing — ^^  orthy  is  their  Savior  King!  Loud  let  his  praises  ring  For-ev-er  more. 


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2  Come  to  this  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away: 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand? 

Why  still  delay? 
O,  we  shall  happy  be! 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free; 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  thee, 

Blest  evermore. 

3  Bright  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die; 
O,  then,  to  glory  run; 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won; 
And  bright  above  the  sun, 

Reign  evermore. 

810  C.     M. 

1  IN  the  beginning  was  the  word; 

Athwart  th^  chaos  night 
It  gleamed  with  quick,  creative  power. 
And  there  was  life  and  light. 

2  Thy  word.  O  God:  is  living  yet, 

Amid  earth's  restless  strife 
New  harmonv  creating  still, 
And  ever  higher  life. 

3  And  as  that  word  moves  surely  on, 

The  light,  ray  after  ray, 
Streams  further  out  athwart  the  dark, 
And  night  grows  into  day. 


4  O  Word  that  broke  the  stillness  first, 

Sound  on!  and  never  cease 
Till  all  earth's  darkness  be  made  light, 
And  all  her  discord  peace. 

5  Till  wail  of  woe,  and  clank  of  chain, 

And  bruit  of  battle  stilled — 
The  world  with  thy  great  music's  pulse, 
O  word  of  love!  be  thrilled. 

6  Till  selfish  passion,  strife  and  wrong. 

Thy  summons  shall  have  heard. 
And  thy  creation  be  complete, 
O  thou  eternal  word. 

811  c.    M. 

1  MY  God  was  with  me  all  the  night, 

And  gave  me  sweet  repose; 
His  angels  watched  me  while  I  slept, 
Or  I  had  never  rose. 

2  Now  for  the  mercies  of  the  night 

My  humble  thanks  I'll  pay, 
And  unto  God  I'll  dedicate 
The  first  fruits  of  the  day. 

3  In  pressing  dangers,  fears  and  death. 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore. 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

4  My  life,  if  thou  preserve  my  life. 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be; 
And  death,  when  death  must  be  my  lot. 
Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee. 


888 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


CIIERWELL. 


ilB^riiifl^iSl^il^fp 


1  When  Ian  -  guor  and    (lis  -  ease  in  -  vadc  This  trembling  houre  of  clay, 

2  Sweet  to    look    in  -  ward,   and    at  -  tend    The  whis  pers    of     his  love: 


'T  is 'sweet   to     look 
Sweet     to     look     up 


be  -  yond     my     pain,    And    long     to     fly        a 
ward,    to      the      place   Where  Je  -  sus  pleads  a 


way: 
bove. 


C     M. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own: 

4  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest. 

Whose  love  can  never  end; 
Sweet  on  the  covenant  of  his  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend: 

813      NCNDA.       L.      M. 

1  The   righteousness,  th'  a 

2  The   prophets   and    a    - 

3  With  faith  and  love  and 


5  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith. 

To  trust  hi«  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  t')  lie  passive  in  his  hands. 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

6  If  'inch  the  sweetness  of  the  Rtre»m, 

What  musl  the  fountain  be  ; 
Wh^re  sainth  and  anpels  draw  their  bliss, 
0  Lord,  direct  from  thee! 


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We  therefore  will  with  -  out 
And   when    I     die,    tri  -  um  - 


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pos  -  ties  too,    Pursued  this  path  while  here  below; 
ho    -    ly  care,    In  this   dear  way  I'll  per- se-vere. 

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•  ger  stray,  But  come  to  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 
dis-raay.  Thus  walk  in  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 


589 


L.    31. 


HuVVproadwe  are.bowfond,  to  show  2  The  talip  and  the  butterfly 

Ourcioth  8,  and  call  them  rich  and  new;     Appear  iu  gayer  cou  Is  tlian  I; 

\V hen  tue  poor  sheep  and  silk-worius     Let  luo  l)e  dressed  line  as  1  will. 

The  very  clothing  long  belore.    [wore    Flics,  wornix,  and  tlowers,  exceed  me  These  aie  the  robes  of  richest  diesa. 

A  FRIEND  TUAT*S  EVER  NEAR.       8S  &  78. 


3  0,  that  my  heart  were  set  to  find 

Inward  adornings  ol  the  mind  ! 

[Ktill.  Knowledge  and  virtue,  t  rut  baud  grace 


i3^3=Jr[3:=ilE_^=i:E":5=^=! 


1  Though  the  days  are  dark  with   trou  -  ble   And  thy  heart  is     filled  with  fear, 
Cheer  -  f ul  hearts  and  smil  -  ing    fa  -  ces,    Oft  -  eu  make   thee    hap  -  py  here, 

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li  All  thy  proopects  will  seem  brighter 

Wlien  the  shadow  leaves  the  heart, 
And  the  Ktepa  of  time  beat  lijjhter, 

When  the  gloomy  rlnuds  depart. 
Many  davb  have  dawned  serenely, 

While  the  birds  snng  with  delipht. 
But  the  skies  were  dark  and  plf>omy, 

Ere  the  sun  had  reached  its  hight'.— 


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3  Soon  will  dawn  a  brighter  morning 

On  a  blessed  tranquil  Bhore  ; 
Sighs  will  then  give  place  to  singing, 

Tears  to  bliss  forever  more. 
Thou  shalt  see  a  world  of  glory. 

And  eternal  joy  Htxl  blis«; 
Let  not  then  thy  coiil  be  mourning 

O'er  the  woes  and  cares  of  this.— Cho. 


390 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


SANDUSKY.       S. 


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1  TO  keep  the  lamp  alive 

With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl; 
*T  is  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand, 

Supplies  the  living  stream; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 

But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Beware  of  Peter's  words, 

Nor  confidently  say, 
*'I  never  will  deny  thee,  Lord," 
But  grant  I  never  may. 

4  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 


5  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

G  In  Jesus  is  our  store, 

(irace  issues  from  his  throne; 
Whoever  says,  "I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 


817 


C.    p.    M. 


HAD  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside, 
I'd  cleave  to  Jesus  crucified, 

And  build  on  him  alone; 
For  no  foundation  is  there  given 
On  which  to  place  my  hopes  of  heaven, 

But  Christ,  the  Corner-stone. 


2  Possessing  Christ  I  all  possess, 
Wisdom,  and  strength  and  righteousness, 

And  holiness  complete; 
Bold  in  his  name.  I  dare  draw  nigh 
Before  the  Ruler  of  the  sky, 

And  all  his  justice  meet. 


3  There  is  no  path  to  heavenly  bliss, 
To  solid  joy  or  lasting  peace, 

But  Christ  th'  appointed  road; 
O  may  we  tread  the  sacred  way. 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praise,  and  pray, 

Till  we  sit  down  with  God! 


4  The  types  and  shadows  of  the  word 
Unite  m  Christ,  the  Man,  the  Lord, 

The  Savior  kind  and  true; 
O  may  we  still  his  word  believe, 
And  all  his  promises  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


391 


COOK. 


C.       p.      M. 


1    O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art!  When  shall  I  find  my  wand'ring  heart 


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The  sweet  -  ness    of     re  -  deem  -  ing  love,    The     love     of     Christ     to     me. 


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818 


C.    p.    M. 


1  O  LOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art! 
When  shall  I  find  my  wand'ring  heart 

All  taken  up  in  thee! 
O  may  I  daily  live  to  prove 
The  sweetness  of  redeeming  \ove, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 


2  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God; 

0  may  it  now  be  shed  abroad 
To  cheer  my  fainting  heart! 

1  want  to  feel  that  love  divine; 

This  heavenly  portion,  Lord,  be  mine — 
Be  mine  this  better  part. 


3  O  that  I  could  for  ever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 


4  O  that  I  might,  with  happy  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  blest  Redeemer's  breast! 
From  care,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
My  everlasting  rest. 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


The  figures  refer  to  the  Number  of  the  Hymns. 


HYMN.  I 

Abide  with  us,  the  evening'  shades 449  |  Behold  the  bright  mornin 


HYMN. 

appears 205 


A  broken  heart,  my  God.  my  king 355 

Absurd  and  vain  attempt:  to  bind 771 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 500 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll 664 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep  407 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 135 

A  home  in  heaven!    What  a  joyful  thought.. .  645 

Ah!  why  should  bitter  tears 604 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 193 

Alas!  my  God,  that  thou  shouldst  be 437 

All  hail!  happy  day  161 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 381 

All  men  are  equal  in  their  birth 775 

All  pi-aise  to  our  Redeeming  Lord 303 

All  you  who  have  confessed 255 

Almighty  Sovereign  of  the  skies 762  |  Blessed  Bible,  how  I  love  it  147 

Alwaj-s  with  us.  always  with  us 389  |  Bless'd  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 487 

Am  I  asoldier  of  the  cross  561  j  Bless'd  with  the  joys  of  innocence 876 

A  mother  may  forgetful  be 235    Blessings  to  God,  forever  blest— 719 

An  alien  from  God  and  a  stranger  to  grace. . . 


Behold  tlie  glories  of  the  Lamb  45 

Behold  the  heathen  wait  to  know 216 

Behold  ihe  mountain  of  the  Lord 219 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 196 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone  229 

Behold  the  western  evening  light 594 

Behold  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine 371 

Behold  what  wondrous  tirace  401 

Behold,  wherein  a  inort'al  form 297 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 596 

Beside  the  gospel  pool 353 

Be  still !  be  still !  for  all  around 39 

Bestow,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth 739 

Be  with  me.  Lord,  where'er  I  go 808 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls  that  see. 


And  are  we  yet  alive 

And  dost  thou  say,  "Ask  what  thou  wilt?"...  525  i 

And  do  we  hope  to  be  with  him? 4.'J8 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love? 171 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 609 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought 255 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have? 807 

And  must  this  body  die 621 

An(i  now,  my  soul,  another  year 750 

Angels  where'er  we  go,  attend 789 

Another  day  is  pass'd  along 138 

A  parting  hymn  we  sing 307 

Are  we  almost  there,  are  we  almost  there? 657 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise  190 

Arise,  my  tend'iest  thoughts 375 

As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled 478  1  Christian,  the  morn  breaks  sweetly  o'er  thee  769 


Bless,  O  my  soul,  the-living  God 

Blest  be  my  God  that  I  was  born 53 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 685 

Blest  hour  when  mortal  man  retires 87 

Blest  hour  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet  612 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move 499 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 334 

Bold  in  speech  and  bold  in  action  271 

Broad  is  the  i-oad  tliat  leads  to  death 328 

Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave 286 

By  cool  Siloam's  shaVly  rill 734 

Call  .Jehovah  thy  salvation 457 

Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 619 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King      72 

Christians,  the  glorious  hope  ye  know  264 


Asleep  in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep 

As  pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears 802 

As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  morn 579 

A  sweetly  solemn  thought 793 

As  when  the  weaiT  frav'ler  gains 799 

At  every  motion  of  our  breath  629 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 68 

Awake  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 696 

Awake  ray  soul,  in  joyful  lays  73 

Awake  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 545 

Awake,  my  zeal,  awake,  my  love 565 

Away  from  ev'ry  mortal  care 61 


Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day 199 

Come  all  who  love  my  Lord  and  Master 782 

(Jome,  descend,  O  heavenly  Spirit 395 

Come,  every  pious  heart     74 

Come,  heavenly  love,  inspire  my  song 46 

Come,  Holy  Spii-it,  Dove  divine  288 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 397 

Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  pi-aise 47 

Come,  let  us  anew  ourjournej'  pursue 7S3 

Come,  let  us  .search  our  ways  and  see 496 

Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 679 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine 250 


Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prejmre, 644 

Be  firm,  be  bold,  be  strong,  be  true 804  i  Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress 322 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 85»    Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast 330 


Begin  the  day  with  God  6a3 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 345 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree  — , 370 

Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive 176 


Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad  102 

Come,  take  iny  yoke,  the  Saviour  said 347 

Come,  thou  Fount  ofeveiy  blessing 49 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 168 

393 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


HYMN. 

come  to  the  house  of  prayer 117 

Come  to  the  morning  praj-er 6S)9 

Come,  worship  at  Emanuel's  feet 52 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  wliere'er  ye  languish  342 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 341 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Loi'd 13 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord 60 

Comfort,  ye  ministers  ot  grace 272 

Converts  to  Christ's  benignant  sway 245 

Dare  to  think,  though  bigots  frown 465 

Dark  antl  thorny  is  tlie  desert m 402 

Dear  as  thou  wast,  and  justly  dear...: 616 

Dear  Friend,  whose  presence 787 

Dear  Lord,  amid  the  throng  that  pressed 470 

Dear  Lord,  liow  wondrous  is  thy  love 43 

Dear  Lord,  though  bitter  is  the  cup 554 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul 794 

Deem  nt)t  that  they  are  blest 418 

Depth  of  mercy  can  tliere  be 362 

Destruction's  dangerous  i-oad 352  j 

Destructive  swoni !  how  oft  hast  thou 765 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 172 

Did  our  Immanuel  die  for  us 195 

Dismiss  us  from  the  house  of  prayer 110 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord Ill 

Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed 224 

Does  it  not  grief  and  wonder  move 92 

Do  not  I  love  tliee,  O  my  Lord 507 

Dread  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations 747 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay 694 

Eart'ii's  transitory  things  decay 571 

Equip  me  for  the  war 562 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go 106 

Eternal  and  Immortal  King 17 

Eternal  God,  almighty  Cause 16 

Eternal  power,  whose  high^bode 62 

Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 477 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known 247 

Far  down  the  ages  now 233 

Farewell,  bright  soul,  a  short  farewell 589 

Farewell,  vain  world,  I'm  going  home 607 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world  away 425 

Far  from  these  nar-row  scenes 576  I 

Father,  liow  wide  thy  glories  shines 'i9 

Father,  I  stretch  my"  liands  to  thee ..  366  i 

Father  of  faithful  Abra'm  hear 534  I 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear 273  ; 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 142 

Father,  when  o'er  our  trembling  hearts 412 

Fling  out  the  banner!  let  it  float 275 

For  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be 296 

For  ever  with  the  Lord * 655 

For  Zion's  sake  I  will  not  rest 221 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love 761 

Friend  after  friend  departs  567 

From  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  vain 448 

From  all  who  dwell  beneath  the  skies 48 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 530 

From  Greenland's'icy  mountains 265 

From  his  low  bed  of  mortal  dust 584 

Fi'om  the  table  now  retiring 312 

Full  of  trembling  expectation 406 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 659 

Glorious  tilings  of  thee  are  spoken 240 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 704 

God  from  the  cloudy  cistern  pours 714 

God  In  his  earthly  temple  lays 2.')2 

God  in  t  he  gospel  of  his  son 150 

God  is  the  tountalu  whence 716 

394 


HYMK. 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 32 

God  named  love,  whose  fount  thou  art 256 

God  of  mercv,  hear  our  prayer 722 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth 725 

God  of  our  salvation,  hear  us ,108 

God's  law  demands  one  living  faith 153 

God  with  us  !  O  glorious  name 156 

Go  forth  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer 262 

Go,  labor  on!  spend  and  be  spent 260 

Go,preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord 266 

Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dead  601 

Go  thou,  in  life's  fair  morning 738 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime 590 

Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child 578 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 126 

Go  with  thy  servant.  Lord 263 

Grace, 'tis  a  most  delightful  theme 382 

Great  Author  of  the  immortal  mind 521 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear 758 

Great  (Jod,  how  infinite  art  thou 4 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim 40 

Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just 624 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 14 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 76o 

Great  Lord,  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 537 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel 236 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great 396 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  .J  eho vah 2C 

Had  I  a  throne  above  the  rest 520 

Had  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside 817 

Had  I  the  tongue  of  Greeks  and  Jews 508 

Hail  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 686 

Hail  the  blest  morn,  when  the  great  Mediator  157 

Hail  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace 66 

Happy  is  he  whose  early  years 735 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended 615 

Happy  the  Church,  thou  sacred  place 239 

Happy  the  home,  when  God  is  there 724 

Happy  tlie  man  that  finds  the  grace 564 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast 613 

Hark!  from  the  tomb  a  doleful  sound 602 

Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord 464 

Hark  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes 160 

Hark!  thejubileeis  sounding 349 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 314 

Hark  !  'tis  the  prophet  of  the  skies 222 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise 335 

Haste,  traveler,  ha.^te,  the  night  comes  on....  338 

Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  him 309 

Heal  us,  Immanuel!  here  we  stand 357 

Hear  the  royal  proclamation 274 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims.  577 

Heaven  is  a  place  ot  rest  from  sin 672 

He  came  not  with  his  heavenly  crown 170 

He  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies 198 

Here  cares  an  d  an  gry  passions  cease 85 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light 674 

Hither  ye  faithful,  haste  in  songs  of  triumph  162 

Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name 6 

Honor  and  happiness  unite 779 

Hopeless  and  outcast  once  we  lay 237 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord 36 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 2.58 

How  beauteous  are  the  marks 177 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 573 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 304 

How  can  I  sink  with  sucii  a  prop 452 

How  condescending  and  how  kind 313 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 41 

How  firm  a  foundation  ye  saints  of  the  Lord.  391 

How  greait,  how  solemn'is  the  work 63 

How  happy  are  they  who  their  Saviour  obey.  488 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


MN. 

730 
489 
491 
749 
6-25 
409  I 
180 
293 
727 
82 
814 
379 


605 
173 
588 
728 
695 
167 
641 
785 
639 
635 
131 


How  happy  lire  the  youn^,  who  hear 

How  Inippv  every  child  ot"  frriiee 

How  hjippVisthe  Christian's  state 

How  lon<r  hath  God  bestowed  his  care 

How  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign 

How  lonjJT  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face 

How  lost  was  my  condition 

How  lovely  the  emblems  of  faith 

How  painfully  pleasinjic  the  fond  recollection 

How  pleasant^  how  divinely  fair 

How  proud  we  are,  how  fond  to  show 

How  sad  our  state  bv  nature  is 

How  shall  1  follow  him  I  serve 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 

How  sohnun  tlie  signal  1  hear 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  

How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  tlie  hours 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies 

How  welcome  to  the  saints  when  pressed 

I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  way 805 

I  am  weary,  I  am  weary  420 

I  and  mv  house  will  serve  the  Lord 729 

I  asked  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 526 

If  glorious  angels  do  rejoice 291 

If  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 723 

If  I  must  die,  O,  let  me  die  537 

If  on  our  dailv  course  our  mind .  454 

If  Paul  in  Cicsar's  court  must  stand 45o 

If  peace  and  plenty  crown  my  days 715 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives ^39 

I  long  to  see  the  season  come 3'29 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  I^ord 253 

I  love  to  see  the  Lord  below 84 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  away 124 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 290 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light 145 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 285 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 1J| 

In  all  my  waj's,  ()  God 720 

Indulgent  God  of  love 2>'3 

In  mem'ry  of  the  Saviour's  love 302 

In  mercv  Lord,  remember  me 701 

In  seasons  of  grief  to  my  God  I'll  repair 786 

Inspirer  and  heai-er  of  prayer 4.53 

Intemperance,  like  a  raging  flood 764 

In  the  beginning,  was  the  word 810 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 648 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 468 

In  this  lone  hour  of  deep  distress 593 

In  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come 95 

In  trouble  and  in  grief.  O  God 473 

In  vain  our  fancv  strives  to  paint 617 

I  sing  the  mighty  power  of  God 800 

Is  there  a  God?  Yon  rising  sun 1 

Is  this  the  kind  return?  367 

It  is  a  very  pleasan  t thing 284 

It  is  not  death  to  die 575 

It  is  not  good,  Jehovah  said 744 

It  is  tlie  hour  of  prayer 120 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord 410 

I  want  a  heart  to  pray  p31 

1  would  but  can  not  sing ^^Sl 

I  would  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 643 

Jehovah's  image  brightly  shone 26 

Jehovah  is  a  God  of  might 8 


HVMir. 

Jerusalem!    Jerusalem!  646 

Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home 654 

Jesus,  and  sluill  it  ever  be 466 

Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing 689 

Jesus,  great  Sliepherd  of  the  sheep 317 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 446 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul ISl 

Jesus,  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone 783 

Jesus,  my  King,  proclaims  the  war 558 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 211 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me 740 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all 165 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  is  sweet 188 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  frie:id 189 

Jesus,  thou  dear  redeeming  Lord  98 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 184 

J esus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget 305 

Jesus  wept!  those  tears  are  over 169 

Join  all  the  glorious  names .* 42 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  move 798 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 492 

Joy  to  world,  the  Lord  is  come 159 

Kind  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks 454 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 795 

Kind  souls,  reflect  awhile  with  me 642 

K  now,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation 440 

Laborers  of  Christ,  arise 503 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  bleeding  love 310 

Let  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend 337 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be 637 

Let  party  names  no  more 316 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 510 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 294 

Let  the  land  mourn  through  all  its  coasts 746 

Let  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high 209 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  woods 374 

I  Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour 803 

Let  us  the  sheep  by  Jesus  named 78 

I  Let  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires 306 

I  Let  worldly  men,  from  shoi-e  to  shore 144 

I  Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 259 

I  Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 346 

j  Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high 206 

j  Like  mist  on  the  mountain,  like  ships,  &c....  733 

I  Likemorning,  when  her  early  breeze 38i 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove 242 

!  Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain 627 

I  Lo  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending 228 

|Lo!  I  behold  the  scattering  shades 651 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound  416 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye 377 

Look  up,  ye  saints,  with  sweet  surprise 215 

Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land 633 

Lord,  a  little  band  and  lowly 742 

Lord,  at  this  closing  hour 104 

Lord,  at  thy  sacred  feet 79 

Lord,  bless  thy  saints  assembled  here 249 

Ivord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 114 

Lord,  how  delightful 'tis  to  see 80 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 490 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 676 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 697 

Lord,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days 748 

Lord,  in  thy  presence  bene  we  meet 282 

Lord,  forever  at  thy  side 485 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 498 

Lord  of  my  life,  whose  word  of  power 743 

Lord  of  the  harvest  liear 281 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 86 

Lord,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray.. ...  532 

Loi'd,  teach  us  how  to  pray 116 

395 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


HYMN. 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray 703 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 91 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 636 

Lord,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace 38 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  tills 523 

Lord,  what  is  man  !  extremes  how  wide 386 

Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet 678 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 59 

Lo!  the  destn)ying  angel  flies 308 

Love  is  the  fountain  wlience 515 

Lol  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 667 

Lo!  what  an'entertaining  sight 318 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 178 

Make  up  thy  jewels.  Lord,  and  show 300 

Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 201 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour 107 

Meekly  in  i ordan's  stream 289 

'Mid  sce^ies  of  confusion  and  creature,  &c 653 

Mistaken  souls  that  dream  of  heaven 480 

Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain 763 

My  bark  tson  a  troubled  sea 778 

My.  closet,  my  temple,  my  social  retreat 129 

Ikly  (lavs  are  gliding  swiftly  by 675 

My  davs,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years 634 

My  dearest 'friends,  in  bonds  of  love 683 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 175 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so 501 

My  God!  my  Father!  cheering  name 25 

My  God,  mv  King,  thy  various  praise 56 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love 22 

My  God  !  is  any  hour  so  sweet 527 

My  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 441 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 486 

My  God,  thy  service  well  demands 405 

My  God  was  with  mean  the  night 811 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 665 

MV  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 134 

My  -hepherd  will  supply  my  need 790 

My  soul  be  on  thy  guard 563 

My  soul,  come  meditate  the  day 586 

My  span  of  lite  will  soon  be  done 583 

My  spirit  longs  for  thee 421 

Nay.  tell  us  not  of  dangers  dire 560 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 434 

Nor  eve  has  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard 671 

Nor  Iving  nor  Prince  on  Judah's  throne 223 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beast 187 

No  track  is  on  the  sunny  sky 398 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 241 

Not  unto  us,  almighty  Lord 37 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme 71 

Now,  brethren,  though  we  part 688 

Now,  brethren,  to  your  homes 684 

Now,  from  the  altar  of  my  heart 705 

Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm 752 

Now  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart 461 

Now,  Lord,  though  we  must  part  awhile 691 

Now,  O  my  soul !  the  circling  sun 711 

Now  one  day's  journey  less  divides 707 

Now,  pilgriiiis,  let  us  go  in  peace.. 687 

Now  shall  our  hearts  with  pleasure  raise 75 

Now,  while  the  gospel  net  is  cast 100 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 50 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 717 

O  bow  thine  ear,  eternal  One 325 

O  come,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God 433 

Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring 77 

O  for  a  heart  to  love  my  God 428 

O  for  an  overcoming  faitli 479 

O  for  a  sweet  inspiring  ray 422 

896 


HYMN. 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 70 

O  for  that  flame  of  living  fire 566 

Otten  the  clouds  of  deepest  woe 474 

O  give  me.  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn 356 

O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given 105 

O  God  of'^  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 35 

O  God,  on  thee  we  all  depend 54 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 797 

O  happy  day!  when  h-aintsshall  meet 690 

O  happy  saints  that  dwell  in  light 677 

O  help  us.  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 541 

O  he  whom  Jesus  loved,  has  truly  spoken....  502 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 432 

Oh  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 359 

Oh  where  can  the  soul  find  relief 647 

O  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 731 

Oit  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 119 

O  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh 423 

O  Lord,  hadst  thou  been  here,  but  when 472 

O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 462 

O  Lord,  our  languid  souls  inspire. 96 

O  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  soul's  desires 415 

O  Lord,  to  us  assembled  here 542 

O  Loid  !  thy  work  revive  539 

O  Lord,  show  pity,  and  forgive 358 

O  love  beyond  conception  great 387 

O  love  divine  that  stooped  to  share 417 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  ai*t 818 

O  most  delightful  hour  by  man 597 

Once  more  before  we  part 115 

Once  mure  my  soul,  the  rising  day 700 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  God 81 

Once,  O  Lord   thy  garden  flourished 444 

One  inayer  I  have— all  prayer 555 

One  there  is  above  all  others 183 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 670 

O  not  to  fill  the  mouth  of  fame 484 

On  the  mountain  tops  appearing 218 

Onward,  Christian,  though  the  region 504 

OuAvard,  onward,  men  ot  heaven 269 

On  what  has  now  been  sown 109 

On  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood 663 

O  render  thanks  to  God 718 

O  sacred  head,  now  wounded 191 

O  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone 354 

O  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above 493 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store. .  426 

O  tell  me  thou  life  and  delight 404 

O  tell  me  where  the  dove  is  fiown 772 

O  that  I  could  forever  dwell 436 

O  that  I  knew  the  secret  place 365 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 360 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 435 

O  there's  a  better  world  on  high 411 

O  thou  to  whom  in  ancient  time 83 

O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear 419 

O  thou,  who  hear'st  when  sinners  cry 364 

O  thou,  who  on  thy  chosen  Son 280 

O  thou,  whose  compassionate  care 324 

O  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple 326 

O  thou,  whose  tender  mercy 372 

Otime!  how  few  thy  value  weigh 628 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die 340 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 399 

Our  bondage  here  shall  end 784 

Our  Country  is  Immanuel's 649 

Our  country's  voice  is  pleading 261 

Our  days,  alas!  are  moi-tal  days 631 

Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints 511 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 23 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls  451 

Our  helper,  Ciod,  we  bless  thy  name 751 

Our  Lord  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat 23 


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INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


HYMN. 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 200 

Our  pathway  oft  is  wet  with  tears 392 

O  what  a  lonely  path  were  ours 660 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 431 

O  when  the  t^ar  is  gushing 125 

O  where  are  kings  and  empires 232 

O  where  is  now  tliat  glowing  love 443 

O  wliere  shall  rest  be  found 344 

O  why  despond  in  life's  dark  vale 34 

O  woi-ship  the  King  all  glorious  above 88 

O  Zion's  King,  we  suppliant  bow 276 

Pastor,  thou  art  from  us  taken 582 

Patience!  O  what  a  grace  divine 517 

Peace  be  to  this  habitation 7*^6 

People  of  the  living  God 246 

Perfect  through  suifering  may  It  be 475 

Pilgrims,  with  pleasure  let  us  past 692 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine  254 

Plunged  in  a  gult  of  dark  despair 383 

Praise  to  God,  immortal 759 

Praise  to  the  Lord,  for  they  are  past 653 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man 540 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 528 

Precious  Bible !  what  a  treasure 149 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs 44 

Redeemed  ones,  tlie  lieirs  of  God 460 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 494 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern 424 

Religion, 'tis  a  glorious  treasure 776 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return 127 

Rise,  crowned,  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise  220 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thv  wings 429 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 546 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 185 

Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound 380 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 702 

Saviour,  happv  would  I  be 456 

Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit 69 

Saviour,  now  receive  him 570 

Saviour  of  men,  we  bless  thv  name 76 

Saviour,  teach  me.  dav  by  day 512 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation. 538 

Say,  whence  does  tliis  union  arise 321 

Say,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad 238 

Say,  why  should  friendship  grieve  for  those. .  595 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour 788 

See  how  the  willing  converts  trace 292 

See  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord 442 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling 756 

Servant  of  God,  well  done 614 

Shall  Atheists  dare  insult  the  cross 151 

Shall  e'er  the  shadow  of  a  change 7 

Shall  I  for  fear  of  feeble  man  267 

Shallman,0  God  of  light  and  life 622 

Silently  the  shades  of  evening  706 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 31 

Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here 27 

Sing  praise!  the  tomb  is  void 202 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 373 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard 327 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 332 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely 61 1 

Sleep!  drowsy  sleep!  come  close  mineej'es..  709 

So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower 568 

Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise  559 

Songs  of  prai.se  the  angels  sang 58 

Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones 548 

Spirit  Divine!  attend  our  prayer 122 

Stay  !  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 363 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 75 


HTMW. 

Straight  is  the  way,  the  door  is  straight 467 

Stretch'd  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies 197 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear,  712 

Sweet  evening  hour!  sweet  evening  hour!...  128 
Sweet  hour  of  prayer !  sweet  hour  of  prayer !.  121 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  tliy  grace 18 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  Gocl.  my  King 130 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 194 


Take  up  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said... 

Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal 

Teach  me  yet  more  of  thy  blest  ways. 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King. 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days 

Tell  me  not  in  mournful  numbers 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 


That  man  no  guard  or  weapon  needs. . . . . . 

The  angels  who  watch'd  round  the  tomb. 

The  broken  ties  of  happier  days  

The  bud  will  soon  become  a  flower 

The  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire 

The  Christian  knowns  his  God  aright 

The  church  has  waited  long; 

The  church  of  God  believes  it  right 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 

The  dead  are  like  the  stars  by  day 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name 

The  festal  morn,  my  God,  is  come 

The  importance  of  a  sacred  rite 

The  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face 

The  law  by  Moses  came 

The  law  commands  and  makes  us  known 

Tne  light  of  Sabbath  eve 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 

The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  light 

The  Lord  our  God,  is  Lord  of  all 

The  Lord  will  come !  the  earth  shall  quake. . . 

The  night  is  past  and  gone 

The  night  is  far  spent,  and  the  day  is  at  hand 

The  otferings  to  thy  throne  which  rise 

The  promises  I  sing 

Theransoni'd  spirit  to  her  home 

There  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  blood 

There  is  a  happy  land 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 

There  is  aland  of  pure  delight 

There  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps.  

There  is  a  place  where  my  hones  are  stay'd. . . 

There  is  a  region  lovelier  far 

There  is  a  time  we  know  not  when.. 

I  There  is  no  night  in  heaven .■ . 

There's  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught 

The  righteousness,  th'  atoning  blood 

The  saints  appear  to  tread  the  courts 

The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

The  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame 

The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  lie  rose 

These  mortul  joys  how  soon  they  fade 

I  The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war 

I  The  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  press 

;  The  spacious  firmament  on  high 

'  The  time  draws  nigh  when  from  the  clouds. . . 

The  winds  were  howling  o'er  the  deep 

I  The  world  can  neither  give  nor  take 

!  The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell 

}  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 

I  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord , 

I  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore 

i  This  is  the  day  the  first  ripe  sheaf 

i  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave !  but  we  will  not. . 

397 


471 
447 
522 
651 
638 
4»7 
227 
549 
626 
618 
732 
226 
552 
212 
299 
713 
606 
640 

64 
514 
251 
168 
143 
133 
248 

21 

11 

5 

210 

698 

214 

94 
388 
509 
378 
809 
608 
650 
668 

67 
543 
644 
661 
351 
673 
446 
813 

97 
319 
166 
257 
773 
781 
414 

28 
623 
368 
519 
148 
118 
136 
113 
139 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


HYMN. 

Tlioii  art  the  wny  ;  to  thee  alone 174 

Thou  dear  He(UM"'uier,  dying  Lamb 65 

Thou  didst,  O  mighty  God,  exiH  12 

Thoufrh  liard  the  winds  are  blowing 403 

Though  in  the  earthly  church  below 243 

Though  t  hy  days  are 'dark  with  trouble 815 

Though  troubles  assail  and  dangers  atrright. .     SO 

Tliou  great  first  Cause  !  least  understood 535 

Thou  long  tUsowuM,  revil'd,  ojjpressed 146 

Thou  She])herd  of  Israel  and  mine. 427 

Thou  Sov'reign,  let  my  eveningsong 708 

Thou  who  a  tender  parent  art 721 

Through   thee,  O  Lonl,  we  own 400 

Through  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam  413 

Throuirh  soi-row's  night  and  danger's  path.. .  620 

Thus  far  tie  l^ord  has  lea<l  n'le  on 710 

Thus  I  re^olved  before  the  Lord 556 

Thus  saij^h  ihe  high  and  lofty  One 15 

Thy  footsteps,   Lord,  with  joy  we  trace 766 

Thy  life  I  I, eau.  my  dearest  Lord 581 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  atTords 101 

Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea 33 

Time  is  winging  us  away 632 

'Tis  by  the  faith  ofjoys  to  come 476 

'Tis  niidnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow 192 

'Tis  not  the  skill  of  human  art 506 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give 792 

To-day  God  bids  the  faithful  rest 140 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive 816 

To  leave  my  dear  home  and  from  kindred,  &c  123 

To-morrow',  Lord,  is  thine 630 

To  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord 755 

To  thee,  my  God.  whose  presence 529 

To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord 298 

To  thee  our  wants  are  known  112 

To  the  flowing  stream  of  Jordan 287 

To  thine  eternal  arms,  O  God o69 

To  thy  temiile  we  repair 99 

To  us'a  child  of  hope  is  born 164 

Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne 463 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 320 

'Twas  by  the  order  of  the  Lord 155 

'Twas  oh  that  dark,  that  doleful  night 311 


613 
154 


Unrail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 

Upon  tlie  gospel's  sacred  page 

Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 768 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear 350 

Vouchsafe,  O  Lord,  thy  presence  now 277 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord  393 

Wake  up,  mv  muse,  condole  the  loss  .591 

Walk  in  the*liii:ht!  so  slialt  thou  know 806 

Watchman!  1  ell  us  of  the  night 207 

We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling 505 

We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day 132 

Weep  tor  the  lost !  Thy  Saviour  wept 770 

Welcome,  sweet  day  o'f  rest 137 

Well  mav  thv  scu'vants  mourn,  my  God 244 

We  seek't  he  Golden  City 791 

We  sjieak  of  the  realmsof  the  blest 658 

We've  no  abiding  city  here .574 

We  will  not  weep,  for  God  is  standing  by  us..  40S 

What  cheering  words  are  these 

What  contradictions  meet 

What  if  our  bark,  o'er  life's  rough  sea 

What  is  our  (iod.  or  what  his  name 

What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above 

What  poor,  des]>ised  coiniKiny 524 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  (iotl 90 

What  st range  perplexities  arise 550 

398 


394 

279 

660 

o 

774 


HYMN 

What  though  no  flowers  the  flg-tree  clothe  . .  553 

I  What  various  hinderances  we  meet 533 

i  When  Abrah'm,  full  of  sacred  awe 5:^ 

j  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God 55 

1  VVhen  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 603 

When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 754 

j  VVhen  floating  on  life  s  troubled  sea 482 

When  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer 481 

I  When  God  descends  with  men  to  dwell 208 

[  When  God  fulfills  his  promised  word 217 

When  proves  by  moonlight  silence  keep 518 

When  1  can  read  my  title  clear 483 

When  Israel  through  the  desert  pass'd 152 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 315 

When  Jesus  Christ  was  here  below 295 

VVhen  Jesus,  our  great  Master,  came 459 

j  When  languor  and  disease  invade 812 

j  VVhen  life  as  opening  buds,  is  sweet 572 

I  When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain 179 

!  When,  O  dear  Jesus,  when  shall  1 141 

I  When  on  her  Maker's  bosom 745 

When  shall  we  all  meet  again 680 

VVhen  shall  we  meet  again 681 

W^hen  struggling  on  the  bed  of  pain 323 

W  hen  the  harvest  is  passed  and  the  summer. .  333 

VV^hen  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell 438 

VV^hen  we  cannot  see  our  way 516 

When  we  pass  through  yonder  river 656 

j  When  we  stand  before  the  throne 777 

1  When  wounded  sore  the  stricken  soul 384 

When  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord 103 

I  VVhere  shall  the  cliild  of  sorrow  find 741 

I  VV^hile  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 336 

j  W^hile  now  thy  throne  of  grace 93 

W  hile  others  pray  for  grace  to  die. 430 

I  W^hile  shephei'ds  watched  their  flocks 163 

j  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  power 51 

Whom  have  we.  Lord,  in  heaven  but  thee 24 

i  Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn 495 

j  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 610 

j  Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 599 

Why  Should  we  start  and  fear  to  die 580 

I  Why  weep  for  those,  trail  child  of  woe 569 

I  VV hy  will  ye  lavish  out  j'our  years 384 

i  With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace  186 

i  W^ilh  joy  we  own  thy  servant.  Lord 278 

With  "tearful  eyes  1  look  around 339 

j  Wouldst  thou  an  erring  soul  redeem 547 

Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God 268 

W^rapt  in  a  Christless  shroud 796 

;  Ye  dilferent  sects,  who  all  declare 780 

Ye  dying  sons  ot  men 331 

Ye  follow'rs  of  the  Prince  of  Peace 301 

i  Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm 737 

Ye  humble  saints  proclaim  abroatl 9 

[  Ye  humble  sinners,  in  whose  breast 343 

t  Ye  humle  souls,  approach  your  God 19 

i  Y'e  humble  souls,  that  seek'  the  Lord 203 

I  Ye  little  flock,  wiiom  Jesus  feeds 234 

'  Ye  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears. .  585 

I  Ye  servants  ot  the  l.-i'rd 557 

Yes.  lor  me,  for  me  he  careth 182 

Yes,  she  is  gone— yet  do  not  thou 592 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose 204 

Y'e  virgin  souls,  arise 213 

Ye  weary,  heavy-laden  souls 669 

Ye  wretched,  hungrj-,  starviiifj  poor 801 

You  may  sing  of  the'  beauty  ot  mountain,  &c  767 
You  messengers  of  Christ 270 


ZIon  stands  hills  surrounded. 


ALPHABETICAL  INDEX  OF  TUNES. 


It  is  to  be  understood  that  most  of  the  Music  included  in  this  collection  is  introduced  by  permia- 
slDn,  either  purchased  or  "iven,  and  tlierefore  must  not  be  used  in  any  other  without  the  consent  of 
tie  authoi-s,  or  those  who  liold  the  copyright  of  the  tunes. 


NAMES.  PAGES. 

A  friend  that's  ever 

near 3S9 

A  home  in  heaven  312 

Aincourt 258 

Alida 2-W 

All  Saints 229,  110 

Amsterdam 218 

Are     we     almost 

there? 319 

Annie 74 

Antioch 73 

Appleton 327 

Arlington., 64, 182,  3()l 

Ariel 2(5,  30f3 

Atonement 377 

Autumn 118,  201 

Augusta 122 

Aurelius 123 

Avon,  42,   143,  190 
228,  242,   287,   334.  386 

Azmon 12,  14.5,  218 

Balerma,21, 112.188, 

221,  237 
Baca....l4,  34,  134,  -264 

Badea 136 

Balm oi 

Barrington 99 

Barby 1.59 

Bartimeus 224 

Batavia 76 

Bava 11.5,  253 

Bavaria 46 

Beachly 68 

Belmore 82,  236 

Berkley 48 

Bethany 222 

Bonar 323 

Boonton 10 

Boylston,    80,  263, 

346,  250.  297 

Bradford 378 

Bremen ]ti.i 

Brown,  16,  147,  216  344 

Calm 261 

China 295 

Chester 77 

Cherwell .388 

Christian's  Home  314 

Clarksville 36 

Compton 50 

Come  ye  Discon- 
solate   176 

Converse 129 

Cook .391 

Coronation 194 

Creation 38 


MKTKU3.  AUTHORS. 

8s  &  7s. .  Wm.  B.  Bradbvry. 

10s Dr.  1.  L.  Andrews. 

L.  M 

C.  M.  D D.  B.  Thomson. 

L.  M J.  Knapp. 

7s  &  6s James  Nares. 

P.  M 

P.  M,^ T.  C.  Ewing. 

C.  M Arr.  from  Handel. 

L.  M 

C.  M Dr.  Thos.  A.  Arne. 

C.  P.  M  .Z>r.  Lowell  Mason. 
P.  M..//a7*.  by  J.  C.  Ewing. 

8s  &  7s Spanisfi  Melody. 

S.M 

C.  P.  ^l... Prom '■'■Psaltery.'' 

C.  M Hugh  Wilson. 

C.  M.Arr./romU.G.Glaser. 

C.  M Spanish. 

L.  M Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

S.  M German. 

7s  &  6s J.  C.  Eiving. 

8s Dr.  Geo.  F.  Root. 

C.  M Wm.  Tansur. 

8s&7s 

C    M J.W.Suffern. 

L.  M 

Ss&  73 

P.  M J.  a  Ewing. 

Li.  M J.  C.  Ewing. 

Ss.  ..Arr.  by  Geo.  W.  Lucas. 
6s  &  4s.  .Dr.  Jjowell  Mason. 
S.  M....Z)r.  Lowell  Mason 
C.  H.  M.  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

S.  M Dr.  Lowell  Ma.son. 

C.  M  G.  F.  Handel. 

C.  P.  M.Z)r.  Thos.  Hastings. 
C.  M . . . .  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

8s  &  4s J.W.  Huff  em, 

C.  M Timothy  iSican. 

C.  M Ravenscro/t. 

C.  M William  Beery. 

8s  &  7s "  Golden  Hours.'' 

H.  M Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

S.  M 

lis  A  10s S.  Webbe. 

S.  M 

C.  P.  M William  Beery. 

C.  M Oliver  Holden. 

L.  M .  Haydn,  arr.  by  J.  C.  E. 


I        NAMES.  PAGES.   METEU8.  AUTHORS. 

I  Cowper 293  L.  M Dr.  L.  Mason. 

\  Cross  and  Crown, 

22,  45,  176  C.  M Western  Melody. 

I  Davis 195  L.  M J.  H.  Leslie. 

De  Fleury 302,  375  8s  D Popular  Melody. 

'  Dennis 51,  280  S.  M H.  G.  Nageli. 

Departure 277  6s  &  8s. .Z)r.  llios.  Hastings. 

I  Desire 21  L.  M 

Devotion .  366  12s L.  S.  Leason. 

!  Devotion 355  C.  M T.  J.  Cook. 

;  Dorcas 255  C.  M 


1  )over 143  S.  M English. 


M Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

M...X)r.  Thos.  Hastings. 
M.  D George  Coles. 


Downs 33,  230  C. 

Doyle 138  L. 

Duane  Street 254  L. 

I  DukeStreet,10,19, 

I  130,  166  L.  M John  Hattoil. 

I  Dundee,    28,    141, 

I  166,  203,  2t4  C.  M Guil.  Franc. 

Dunn 3.56  8s  &  7s S.  H.  Lightner. 

:  D wight 126  S.  M J.W.Suffern. 

'  Elizabethtown....  124  C.  M George  Kingsley. 

i  Elkhart 27  C.  M.  .From  Philharrnonia. 

'  Ella 357  8s«&7s J.  C.  Ewing. 

'  Emma 131,  380  C    M J.  W.  Stiffern. 

Endfleld 336  C.  M 

Endor 1.57  P.  M S.  B.  Marsh. 

i  Enon 287  10s E.  S.  Widdemer. 

i  Ennius 122  7s  D 

I  Euclid 364  S.  M N.  Coe  Stewart. 

1  Evan,  20.  91,  259,  342  C.  M Wm.  H.  Haver  gal. 

I  Evening  Prayer..    29  8s  &  7s 

'  Evening  Light...  284  C.  M.  D.  Arr.by  J.C.Eiving. 
,  Federal  Street. ...    28  L.  M H.  K.  Oliver. 

Fessenden 369  L.  P.  M LW.  Suffer n. 

Florence 191  L.  M C.  H.  Zehner. 

Fountain,  41,  193, 

I  281,  370  C.  M Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

I  Frederick 310  lis George  Kingsley. 

i  Galilee 1,  219,  248  L.  M 

Give 30V  C.  M 

Glen 20+  S.  M H.  S.  Perkins. 

Golden  Hill 185  S .  M A.  Davi.'<son. 

Gospel  Feast 289  C.  M J.  W.  Suffern. 

Gotha 78  Ha  &  7s.  ...From'^'-Psaltery." 

Gratitude 336  L.  M Ami  Bost. 

Greenville 19,  335  8s  &  7s J.  J.  Rousseau. 

I  (iuide 328  7s M.M.Wells. 

i  Haddam 197  H.  M English. 

'  Hamden 170  8s  7s  &  4s  Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

I  Hamburg,   17,  67, 

I  161,277.  368  L.  M Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

1  Happv  Zion 112  8.s  7s  &  4s. .J.  B.  Woodbury. 

:  Happy  Day 382  L.  M 

Harwich 46  H.  M Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

Haron 54  C.  M Clova. 

399 


ALPHABETICAL  INDEX  OF  TUNES. 


NAMK8.  PAGES.   METEllS.  AUTHORS.        I 

Harwell 72,  13(3.  IHO  Hs  &  Is.. Dr.  LotveLl  Mason.  \ 

Harmonv  Grove..    68  L.  M H.  K.  Oliver. 

Hiitluiway 215  L.  M J.  If.  Leslie. 

Heaven 368  C.  M.../)r.  Thos.  Hastings. 

Heavenly  Portion   2<)  S.  M... Samuel  W.  Stockton.  \ 

Healing  Balm....      2  h.  M , I 

Heber 26.'5,  340  C.  M George  King sley. 

Hebron,    60,     152, 

260,  1S>^,  344  L.  M....Z)r.  Lowell  Mason. 

Hendon,    135,  234, 

243,  348  7s C.  Malan. 

Hermon 326  C.  M Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

Herr 342  L.  M 

Hertell .'.351,  38.1  C.  M G.  F.  N. 

Higher  than  1 376  lis...  .Arr.byJ.  C.  Ewing. 

Hingham 189  L.  M English. 

Hinton,      53,    57,    352  11s Old  German. 

Home,   Sweet 
Home 174,  316  lis Arr.byJ.  C.  Ewing. 

Hope 80  L.  M J.  W.Svffern. 

Howhuicl, 79  C.  ^\.  D.. From'' Psaltery.'" 

Howard 235,  313  C.  M...i»/r«.  Eliz.  Outhbert. 

Horton ^ 172  7s X.  8.  Von.  Vartensee. 

Ilouglitou 119  S.  M.^'Harinonia  Ecclesia." 

Huksen 137  8s  «&  7s From  ''Jubilee.''^ 

Huger...   198  11s Arr.byJ.  C.  E. 

Huntingdon 367  9s  &  8s J.  C.  Ewing. 

Ido  believe 321  C.  M 

Intercession 52  C.  AJ T.J.Cook. 

Iowa 78,  332  S.  M Old  Melody. 

1  will  trust  in  the  1 

Blood      Ac,         150  C    M T.  C.  O'Kanel 

Janesville 92,  252  8s  &  7s M.  Slason  , 

Judah 196  L.  M A.  Doty.  ' 

Jtiniata 23  7s J.  C.  Ewing.  [ 

Kilburn 22,  160  L.  M L.  O.  Emerson.  ] 

Kvger 211  C.  M From  Beethoven.  \ 

Laban,   24,  49,  132  276  S.  M...  .Dr.  Lowell  Mason.  ■ 

l^ake  Mills 61  S.  M J.  W.  Svffern.  \ 

Lamson 177  S.  M J.  H.  Leslie.  \ 

Lavi 146  8s  7s  & 4s | 

Lenox 16,    89  H.  M Jer.  Edson.  ^ 

Lena 162,  2'y6  S.  M J.W.Svffern. 

Leonard ...  200  7s  From  Beethoven. 

Lisle 110  C.  M From  '■'Psaltery'''' 

Lingham 269  C.  M Old  Melody.  \ 

Lindon 322,  348  L.  M Old  Melody.  1 

Loving  Kindness    31  L.  M Old  Melody.  \ 

Lucas 360  J^figVi^- •^^-  ^'  -^^««0"-  \ 

Luther 266,  156  S.  M... 'Dr.  Thos.  Hastings.  \ 

Luton 32  L.  M Geo.  Burder.  i 

Lyons 11  10s  «&  lis.... J^osep/i  Haydn. 

Madison 164  Ss  D iS.  B.  Poyid.  \ 

Malvern 132,  278  L.  M....Z>r.  Lowell  Mason. 

Man oah 359  C.  M CM.  Von  Weber. 

Martyn 30,84,    96  7s S.  B.  Marsh. 

:Marlow 1,..  251   J.  M English  Melody.  1 

Mason 304  S.  M J.  W.  Suffern.  \ 

Mason's  Chant,  30.  275 


Vm.  B.  Bradbury. 

. .  G.  B.  Pergolesi. 
. . .  William's  Coll. 
W.  Martin. 


317  C.  M. 

Med  way 128  L.  M. 

Mear 35,  162,  292  C.  M. 

Melniore 186  L.  M.. 

Memphis 51,    88  C.  M 

Memoria,  283.  296,  343  8s  &  78 H.  S.  Perkins. 

Me,ndola 39  C.  M '''■Philharmonia.'''' 

Meyersdale 59,  214  6s  D J.  C.  Ewing. 

Mlssionaiy   Chant 

105,  198  L.  M C.  H.  Zehner. 

Missionary  Ilymn IXJ  7s  &  68 Dr.  Ij.  Mason. 

Mendoso .{8  10s  &  Us.  .L  B.  Woodbury. 

M ol  u cca 159,  2()6  88  78  &  48 . .  /.  B.   H 'oodb  ury. 

400 


NAMES.  PAGES.        METERS.  AUTHORS. 

Mol  ucca 159,  266  8s  7s  &  4s . .  L  B.  Woodbury. 

Montgomery 308  C.  M Har.  by  J.  C.  K 

Monmouth 120  8s  &  73 Arr.  J.  C.  E. 

Meroe 372  L.  yi....Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

Mount  Olivet iH)  L.  M J.  W.  Suffern. 

Mornington 309  S.  M G.W.  Morningtan. 

MotJer 64  L    M German,. 

Mt.  Hope 60  C.  M J.  C.  Ewing. 

My  Heavenly 

Home 324  L.  M Popular  Melod-^. 

My  Fatherland.. .  311  9s  «&  %9..Mel.  J.  R.  Thomat. 

Naomi 5,  49,  849  C.  M.  Arr.by  Dr.  L.  Maso%. 

Nazareth 120  L.  M Webh. 

Nettleton..24,  175,  299  8s  7s  &  4s Anor,, 

New  Kirk 382  10s Arr.  by  J.  C.  E 

Ninetv-flfth 9  C.  M German. 

Nundii,  88,  238,  300, 

333,  388  L.  M J.  W.  Suffern. 

Nuremburg 368  7s J.  R.  Ahle. 

Old  Hundred,  144,  347  L.  M Franc,  15U6. 

Olmutz 318  S.  M.Arr.by  Dr.L.  Mason. 

Orange 142  H.  M 

Oriel 15  L.  U....Wm.  B.Bradbury. 

Ortonville 83,  126  C.  M...Dr.  Thos.  Hastings. 

Otto  205  8s  &  7s 

Ottawa 66  8s  &  7s J.  C  Ewing. 

Overton 274  7s  &  Gs .  Harmonia  Ecclesia. 

Oxford 114  C.  M J.W.  Suffern. 

Penitence 227  7s  6s  &  8s. ..  TT'?n.  77.  Oakley. 

Peoria 13,  153,  262  C.  M. . . .  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

Perine Ill  lis 

Peterborough... 2,    66  C.  M Ralph  Harrison. 

Phuvah 207  C.  M German  Choral. 

Pieyel 50,   71,  186  7s Ignace  Pleyel. 

Portugal 346  L.  M 

Portugese 75,  104  lis  &  10s John  Reading. 

\  Portage 330,  384  C.  M J.  Wm.  Suffern. 

■  Poole 140  L.  M Gluck. 

I  Praise 362  7s L.  8.  Leason. 

1  Praj'er 40  7s Asahel  Abbot. 

I  Proclamation 139  8s  &  9s 

I  Purity 43  7s 

i  Repose 365  L.  M 

Retreat,  6,  25,  154, 

262,  294  L.  ^1. .  .Dr.Thos.  Hastings. 
I  Rest,    44,   106,    172 
1  192,  290  L.  M. . . .  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

I  Rest 119  C.  M J.  Wm.Suffern. 

;  Review 69  C.  M J.  Wm.  Stiff  em. 

I  Rich  ford 183  L.  M.i^'rom  The'' Psaltery." 

\  Rockingham,  102, 

I  124,  232,  270  L.  M....Z>r.  Loicell  Mason. 

Rock  of  Ages 86  7s Dr.  Thos. Hastings. 

Rodman 72  11s  &  10s. .  ."The  Psaltery." 

Rochester 11  C.  M 

Rohr 315  C.  M 

Rollins 3i7  S.  M 

1  Rosedale 5,  148  L.  M Dr.  Geo.  F.  Root. 

Rosefield 3717s Dr.  C.  Malan. 

Rothwell 273  L.  M William  Tansur. 

Rowley 245  P.  M English. 

Sabbat'h  Eve 62  L.  M J.  W.  Suffern. 

Salvator 104  11.  M 

I  Sacred  Crown.. . .    90  7s  &  6s Har.  by  J.  C.  E. 

'Sandusky 390  S.  M Jer.  Jngalls. 

i  Savannah 108  10s Ignace  Pleyel. 

i  Scotland 291  12s John  Clark. 

I  Security 56,  2,'^6  L.  M J.  W.  Suffern. 

Seasons Sd  L.  M Pleyel. 

I  Seymour 149  L.  M Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

Shawnuit..65,  340,  380  S.  M Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

i  Sherburne 307  L.  M Dr.  Lowell  Mason, 

!  Shepherd 206  lis  &  10s "The  Jubilee.'' 


ALPHABETICAL  INDEX  OF  TUNES. 


KAITBS.  FAOES. 

Shellj- 7 

Shiiiand 114,  200 

Shining  Shore....  3-2*) 

Sicily So 

SUoam,  81,  223, 249, 

298,  353 

Sonnet 241 

Silver  Street 4  144 

Song  of  Deliver- 
ance  374 

Soule 37 

St.  Martin's.... 63,  187 

St.  Michael's 217 

St.  Thomas 8,    17 

State  Street,  29, 34, 

87,  338 

Stephens 225 

Sterling 117 

Stockwell 158 

Stowe 98 

Submission 278 

Swain 202 

Sweet     Hour     of 

Prayer 52 

Thanksgiving 362 

Thatcher 181,  272 

The  Angel's  Song,    83 
The  Voice  ol  Tri- 
umph   100 

The  Family  Bible,  350 
The    Stranger    at 

the  Door 178 

The  Choral  Song,  108 
The  Wanderer...  103 
There  is  a  Happy 

Land 387 

Theodorus 379 

Time  is  Winging,  305 

Truro 339 

Unity 332 

Utica 148 


MBTKRS.                          AUTHORS. 
C.    M 

S,  M Samuel  Stanley. 

8s&7s Dr.  G.  F.Root. 

8s  &  73 Mozart. 

C.  M .1.  B.  Woodbury. 

8s  &  4s Har.  by  J.  C.  E. 

S.  M.- 

P.  M Har.  by  J.  C.  E. 

L.  M LB.  Woodbury. 

C.  M Wm.  2'ansur. 

10s  &  lis. . ..  Geo.  F.  Handel. 
S.  M Aaron  Williams. 

S.  M J.  C.  Woodman. 

C.  M TFm.  Jones. 

L.  M Harrison. 

8s.  &  7s D.  E.  Jones. 

H.  ^..Arr. by. Dr. L.Mason. 

6s&5s Arr.  by  J.  C.  E. 

L.  M Mozart. 

L.  M. . . .  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

L.  M N.  Coe  Stewart. 

S.  M G.  F.  Handel. 

L.  M J.W.Suffern. 

10s,  lis  &.\1s...J.  C.  Ewing. 
12s  &  \la..H.  <&  A.  byL.  S.  L. 

L.  M T.  C.  O'Kane. 

C.  M J.  Wm.  Suffern. 

S.  M.  D J.  Wm.  Suffern. 

P.  ^l.... Old  Popular  Tune. 

7s  «&  6s  D J.  C.  Ewing. 

7s  &  6s W.  B.  Bradbury. 

L.  M Chas.  Burney. 

6s  &  OS... Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 
8a.... From  ''The  Psaltery.'' 


NAMES.  PAQK8.   METKUS.  AUTHORS. 

Uxbridge 47  L.  M Dr.  L  Mason. 

Vanwert 487,  240  C.  M 

Variua 210,  325  (J.  M.  D Arr.  from  Rink 

by  G.  F.  Root. 

Vernon 331  7s 

Vernon 171  12s  &  8s Arr.  by  J.  C.  E. 

Vicolo 226,  303  L.  M H.  S.  Perkins. 

Victory 96  6s J.  C.  Ewing. 

Vincent 318  Ss&ls  From  ''The Psaltery.'' 

Walker 74,  372  C.  M J.  Wm.  Suffern. 

Warren 358  L.  M J.  C.  Ewing. 

Ward 224,  279  L.  M Arr.  by  L.  Mason. 

Ware 92,  184,  2.57  L.  M George  King sley. 

Warner 257  7s J.  C.  Ewing. 

Warwick 239,  338  C.  M Samuel  Stanley. 

Watchman 101  7s  D Arr.  by  J.  C.  E. 

Waterford,  No.  1,    ,58  L.  M J.  Mc  Glashan. 

"     2,    70  L.  M J.W.Suffern. 

W^aynesville 7  ^^/fn^rei:^"""  ''Christian 

Webb.  .84, 130,  220,  3,54  7s^&  6s. . . ..'.  George  J.  Webb. 

Wei  ton 43,  212  L.  ^l.  F^m^CarminaSaca.'' 

Wells 179  L,.  M Israel  Holdroyd. 

West 272  C.  Vi. ... Dr.  Thos.  Hastings. 

What  Must  it  Be  ?  320  8s J.  M.  Kieffer. 

Wilcox 381  L.  M J.  M.  North. 

Wilmot 95  7s C.  M.  von  Weber. 

Willow  Way. .180,  213  C.  M J.  Wm.  Suffern. 

Wilder 173  C.  M J.  H.  Leslie. 

Windham.. .40,  94,  168  L.  M Daniel  Reed. 

Windsor 93,  155 

285,  364  C.  M G.  Kirby. 

Wirth 116  C.  M Har.  by  J.  C.  E. 

Woodland 18,  149  C.  M N.  D.  Gould. 

Woodstock 208  C.  M D.Dutton,Jr. 

Worship.... 36,  97,  199  C.  M J.  C.  Ewing. 

Yoder 361  C.  M J.  C.  Ewing. 

York 129  C.  M 

Zebulon 32,  169  %a  &Qs..  Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

Zephyr 3, 157,  282  L.  M. . . .  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

i  Zion 48,  107  89,7s Soia.Dr.Thos. Hastings 


401 


METRICAL  INDEX  TO  TUNES. 


L.   M. 

1VAMS.  FAOE. 

Aincoiirt 2o8 

All  Saints. 22!) 

Appleton 327 

IJiica ; 14 

Hava 115 

lielniore 82 

Creation 38 

Cow  per 293 

Davis 195 

Desire 21 

Doyle 138 

Duke  Street 10 

Federal  Street 28 

Florence 191 

Galilee 1 

Gratitude 336 

Hamburg 17 

Happy  Day 382 

Harmony  Grove 68 

Healing  Balm 2 

Hebron 60 

Herr 342 

Hope 80 

Judah 196 

Kilburn 22 

Lindon 322 

Luton 32 

Malvern 132 

M  e  d  w  ay 1 28 

Missionary  Chant...  105 

Melmore 186 

M  eroe 372 

Mount  Olivet 90 

Motier 64 

My  Heavenly  Home 324 

Nazareth 120 

Nunda 88 

Old  Hundred 144 

Oriel 15 

Toole 140 

Portugal ^6 

Repose 365 

Retreat 6 

Rest 44 

Ricliford  183 

Kock  ingham 102 

Host'dalc 5 

Rotliwell 273 

Sabbath  Eve 62 

Seciirity 56 

Seasons 8(5 

Seymour  149 

Shereburno 307 

Sonic :n 

Sterling 117 

Swain 2()<; 

Thanksgiving 36 

402 


j    NAME.  PAGB. 

1  The  Angel's  Song 83 

I  The  Stranger  at  the  Door. . .  178 

!  Truro 339 

!  Uxbridge 47 

Vicolo 226 

Warren 358 

Ward 2-24 

Ware 92 

Waterford,  No.  1 58 

Waterford,  No.  2 70 

Welton 43 

Wells 179 

Wilcox 381 

Windham 40 

Zephyr 3 

L.  M.  D. 

Duane  Sti*eet 254 

C.  M. 

Antioch 73 

Arlington 64 

Avon 42 

Azmon 12 

Balerma 21 

Barby 159 

Batavia 76 

Bradford 378 

Brown 16 

China 295 

Chester 77 

Cher  well 388 

Coronation 194 

Cross  and  Crown 22 

Dorcas 255 

Downs 33 

Dundee 28 

Elizabethtown 124 

Elkhart 27 

Emma 131 

Evan 20 

Fountain 41 

Give 304 

Gospel  Feast 289 

Haron 54 

Heaven 368 

Heber 2()5 

Hermon 326 

Hertell 351 

Howard 21 

I  Do  r.elieve ..  321 

Intercession 52 

K  vger 211 

Lisle 110 

JNIanoah 359 

Marlow 1 

Mear 25 

Mem  phis 51 

Menttota 39 


NAKE.  PAGB- 

Montgomery 308 

Mt.  Hope 60 

Naomi 5 

Ninety-flfth 9 

Ortonville 83 

Oxford 114 

Peoria 13 

Peterborough 2 

Portage 330 

Rest 119 

Review 69 

Rochester 11 

Rolir 315 

Shelley 7 

Slloam 81 

St.  Martin's 187 

The  Choral  Song 108 

Van  wert 4 

Walker 74 

Warwick 239 

West 272 

Willow  Way 180 

Wilder 173 

Windsor 93 

Wirth 116 

Woodland 18 

W  oodstock 208 

Worshii :.    36 

Yoder 361 

York 129 

C.  M.  D. 

Alida  246 

Evening  Light 284 

Howland 79 

Varina 210 

S.  M. 

Augusta 122 

Baclea 136 

Bonar 323 

Boylston 80 

Coin  pton 50 

Converse 129 

Den  nis 51 

Dover 143 

Dwight 126 

Glen 204 

(golden  Hill 185 

Heavenly  Portion 20 

Houghton 119 

Iowa # 78 

Laban 24 

Lake  Mills 61 

Lamson 177 

Lena 162 

Luther 156 

Mason 304 


METRICAL  INDEX  TO  TUNES. 


17A1CB.  PAGE. 

M ornington 3(V.) 

Olmutz  SIS 

RoUina  3;i7 

Stindusky 390 

Shawm  ut Go 

Shirland 114 

St.  Thomas 8 

Silver  Street 44 

State  Street 29 

Thatcher 181 


S.  M.  D. 
The  Wanderer 


103 


L.  M.  P. 


Boonton, 


C.  H.  M. 


10 


H.   M. 


Fessenden 369 

C.  P.  M. 

Ariel  26 

Aurellus 123 

Bremen 165 

Cook 391 

P.  M. 

Are  We  Almost  There? 319 

Ann  'e 74 

Atonement 374 

Beachly 68 

Endor 157 

Rowley 245 

Song  of  Deliverance 374 


Had  d  am 197 

Harwich 46 

Lenox 16 

Orange 142 

7s. 

Ennus 122 

Guide 328 

Hendon 325 

Horton 172 

Juniata 23 

Leonard 200 

Martyn 30 

Nureniburg 2f>8 

Pleyel 50 

Praise 362  | 

Praver 40  | 

Purity 43  I 

Rock  of  Ages 86  I 

Rosefleld 371  j 

Vernon .331 

Warner 2.57 

Watchman 101  ' 

7s.  &  63. 
Amsterdam 218  ' 


NAMK.  PAOK. 

Balm 54 

Missionary  Hynin i;i3 

Overton 274 

Sacred  Crown 90 

Theodorus 379 

Time  is  Winging 305 

Webb 84 

7s.  6s.  &  8s. 

Penitence 227 

6s. 

Meyersdale 59 

Victory 96 

6s.  &  4s. 
Bethany 222 

6s.  &  5s. 

Submission 278 

Unity 332 

6s.  &  8s. 

Departure 277 

8s. 

Barrington 99 

Berkley 48 

De  Fleury 302 

Madison 164 

Utica 148 

What  Must  It  Be? 320 

8s.  &  7s. 

A  Friend  that's  Ever  Near. .  389 

Autumn 118 

Bavaria 46 

Christian's  Home 314 

Dunn 3.56 

Ella 3.57 

Gotha 78 

Greenville 19 

Harwell 72 

Hudson 137 

Janesville 92 

Menioria 283 

Monmouth 120 

Otto 205 

Ottawa 66 

Shining  Shore 329 

Sicily 85 

Stock  well 158 

Vincent... 318 

8s.  &  48. 

Calvin 261 

Sonnet 241 


NAMK.  8s.    &  6s.  PAOB. 

Zebulon 32 

8s.  &  9s. 
Proclamation 139 

8s.  78.  &  4s. 

Hamden 170 

Happy  Zion 1 12 

Lavi. 146 

Molucca 159 

Nettleton 24 

Waynesville 7 

Zion 84 

9s.  &  8s. 

Huntingdon 367 

My  Fatherland.. 311 

10s. 

A  Home  in  Heaven 312 

Enon 287 

New  Kirk 382 

Savanah 108 

lOs.  lis.  &  12s. 
The  voice  of  Triumph 100 

lOs.  &  lis 

Lyons 11 

Mendoso 38 

St.  Michael's 217 

10s.  OS.  lis.  12s.  6s.  &  128. 
Lucas 360 

lis. 

Frederick 310 

Home,  Sweet  Home 174 

Higher  than  1 376 

Hinton 352 

Huger 198 

Ferine Ill 

lis.  &  10s. 

Come  Ye  Disconsolate 176 

Portuguese 75 

Rodman 72 

Shepherd. , 206 

12s. 

Devotion 366 

Scotland 291 

12s.  &  8s. 
Vernon 170 

12s.  &  lis. 
The  Family  Bible 350 


403 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


The  figures  refer  to  the  Number  of  the  Hymns. 


Abba  Father,  401. 

Absence  from  God  deprecated,  372. 

Adoption.  40(),  401. 

Advent,  first,  of  Chrl.st— see  Christ. 

Advent,  second,  207-214. 

Advocate,  190. 

Affliction  and  trials,  402-420. 

Comfort  in,  411.  418,  419. 

Common  to  believers,  414. 

Deliverance  from,  410,  815. 

Jovful  in,  408,  417. 

Prayerin,  412,413,  415, 

Welcomed,  403. 
Angels,  789. 

Annual  Meeting— see  Council  Meetings. 
Anointing.  323.  324. 
Armor.  Christian. . 588,  562. 
Ascension— see  Christ. 
Asiiained  of  Christ,  290,  466. 
Aspirations,  421-437. 

After  Christ,  427,  431,  433,  803. 

After  God,  421,  428,  430,  432,  434,  435,  437. 

After  glory,  422. 

A  iter  heaven,  4'23.  4-26,  429. 

After  righteousness,  435,  436. 
Assurance,  438-441. 
Atonement— see  Christ. 

Backsliding,  442-446. 

Lamented,  44:^,444. 

Prayer  in,  445. 
Banner.  275. 
Baptism. '284,  294. 

A  burial.  286. 

After.  294. 

Delight  in,  284,  285,  290,  291. 

Emblematical,  293. 

Of  Christ,  287. 

Prayer  at.  288,  289. 

Renunciation  at,  292. 
Barren  tig  tree,  442. 
Birthday.  IV.^. 
Blood  of  Christ,  184, 185, 

Christ^Advent,  first,  157-16,5. 
Advent,  second— see  Advent 
Ascension,  2<X),  206. 

Atonement,  45,  184,  ia5,  187,  189, 193,  310,  314,378. 
Coronation.  381, 
Death.  19;i-198  768,788, 
Divinitv,  76.  l61.  162.  178,  810. 
Example,  in,  175,  297. 
Humiliation,  170,  298. 
Intercession,  190. 
King.  l.'W,  22;^.  .381. 
Lifejind  Mission,  166-178. 
Miracles,  176. 

404 


Christ— Names  and  Characters,  179-190. 

Preciousness,  188, 178,  217. 

Priest.  186. 

Prophet,  Priest  and  King,  42, 167. 

Reign— see  Advent. 

Resurrection,  199-206. 

Sutferings.  191,  192,  30.5.  313. 
Christian  Life  and  Experience,  400-566. 
Church,  229-256. 

Admonished,  255. 

Aliens  invited  to  examine  it,  247. 

A  little  flock,  234. 

Application  for  membership,  246. 

Beautiful  representations  of  the,  238. 

Birth-place  of  saints,  2.52. 

Christ  in  the  midst  of  it,  231. 

Christ's  love  to  it,  237. 

Converts  welcomed,  245. 

Dedication.  3'25,  .326. 

Delight  in,  240,2.53,  767,  790. 

Desolation  of  the.  244. 

Dwelling  place  of  God,  229. 

God's  love  to  the,  230,  335. 

Im  m  o  vable,  232. 

In  conflict,  23^3,  236. 

Organization,  249.2.50,  254. 

Wanting  in  primitive  love,  256. 

Victorious— see  Advent. 
Communion,  305-315. 
Confidence,  4.52,  457. 
Consecration,  461. 
Consistency.  460.  4.58. 
Contentment.  462. 
Conversion.  463.  464. 
Council  Meetings,  282,  283. 
Courage.  4tW,  804. 
Coventiut,  security  in  God's,  441, 
Creation— see  God. 
Cross,  467-471. 

Deacons,  choice  of,  276. 
Dead,  the  speaking,  546. 
Death- 
Address  to  a  departed  sister,  611. 

Address  to  Christians  in,  615,  616,  589. 
Again,  599,  584. 
Asleep,  .55>8. 

Beautitul  emblems  of  594. 

Hope  in.  574,  576-578,  .597, 607-609,  613,  618. 

Ofa  husband,  593. 

Of  a  Minister,  614,  582,  590. 

Ofa  wife.  .592. 

Ofa  vouth,  603. 

Of  cliildren,  .56.*^,  .570,  .578,  .579,  581,  585,  591. 

Ot  the  righteous,  refiectious  on,  589,  615,  616. 

Only  at  times  pleasant,  572. 

Prepai-ations  for,  587. 


INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 


Death— Separates  friends,  507. 

The  gate  of  Heaven,  5S0. 

The  summons  of,  iJOo. 

Warnings  of,  o%,  aYl. 

Victory  over,  (510,  624,  625. 
Deceitfulness  of  sin,373. 
Dediciition— see  Church. 
Diligence,  501. 
Discipline,  47-2-475. 
Devotion,  private,  123-129. 

Encouragement,  431. 
Established,  5'22. 
Equality  of  man,  775. 
Evening  Hymns,  701-713. 

Faith,  476-480. 

Evidence  of  things  not  seen,  477. 

Living,  478. 

Walking  by,  476. 

Working,  480. 

Triumphant,  479. 
Faithfulness,  500. 
Fall  of  man,  373-377. 

Family  woi-ship — see  Evening  and  Morning. 
Fasts,  74t)-749. 

Fellowship  with  God— see  Communion  with  Ood. 
Fellowship,  Christian,  310-322. 

God— Being  and  Att-  ibutes,  1-19. 

Compassion,  50,  313,  324. 

Condescension,  3, 15. 

Eternity,  12. 

Existence,  1. 

Goodness,  18, 19. 

Greatness,  2,  4. 

Holiness,  0. 

Invisible,  17. 

Love,  13. 

Omniscience  and  Omnipresence,  10. 

Omnipotence,  11. 

Truthfulness,  8,  9. 

Unsearchable,  14. 

Unchangeable,  7. 

Unity,  16. 

Wisdom,  31. 
God— Names  and  Relations,  20-25. 

All  in  All,  22. 

Guide,  20. 

Our  Dwelling-place,  23. 

Our  Father,  25. 

Our  Portion,  '24. 

Shepherd,  21. 
God— In  Creation,  26-29. 

Image  of,  26. 

Glory  of,  27-29. 
God— Providence,  30-36. 

Acquiescence  in,  31. 

Mysterious,  32,  33. 

Provisions  of,  ;i0,  34,  35. 

Protection  of,  36. 
Gospel,  327-399. 
Grace,  382,  38.5. 
Gratitude,  55,  89,  90,  777. 

Happiness— see  Joy. 

Heathen,  an  appeal  for  the,  264. 

Heaven,  04.3-<J77. 

Holy  Scriptures,  142-155 

Holy  Spii-it,  395-:i99. 

Hope,  481-48:i,  778,  798. 

Humility,  4<*4,  485. 

Idols,  vanity  of,  37. 


Invitation,  329,  330,  3.31,  :W7,  341,  342,  343,  347,  349. 
Israel,  redemption  of,  222,  223. 
Prayer  for,  224. 

Jews— see  Israel. 
Joy,  480-494,  797,  798. 
Judgment,  2'25-228, 
Justification,  495. 
Justice,  490. 

Kingdom  of  Christ— see-(4cfufln<. 

Life,  not  in  length  of  days,  601. 

Shortness  of,  027,  631,  0;J5. 

Uncertainty  of,  030,  036,  040,  642. 
Lord's  Day,  131-141. 

Evening,  133,  138. 

Morning,  135. 
Love,  50<i-512,  800,  801. 

By  what  produced,  506. 

Essential  to  Christian  character,  511. 

Essential  to  heavenly  enjoyment,  509. 

Importance  of,  508,  510. 

Proof  of  sincerity,  780. 

To  the  poor,  498,  499,  502. 

Marriage,  744,  745. 

Meekness,  513. 

Mercy,  302,  387. 

Mercy-seat,  530. 

Meeting  and  parting,  678-692. 

Meeting  on  earth,  678,  679,  682. 

In  heaven,  080,  6iK). 
Millennium,  2LV221. 
Ministers,  bearers  of  salvation,  258. 

Boldness  of,  267,  271. 

Choice  ot,  277. 

Commission  of,  266,  269,  270. 

Motives  to  faithfulness,  260. 

Ordination  of,  278,  280. 

Player  for  increase  of  281. 
Ministry,  blessedness  of  the,  262,  272,  274,  275. 

For  our  own  country,  201. 

For  the  heathen,  264. 
Ministry  completed,  257. 
Morning  Hymns,  093-700. 

Nature,  God  seen  in— see  Creation. 
New  Year,  752,  753. 

Obedience,  514-516. 
Old  Age,  a  prayer  for,  725. 
Omnipotence— see  God. 
Omnipresence — see  God. 
Omnipresent— see  God. 
Opening  Hymns,  91-93. 
Ordination— see  Ministers. 
Orphan's  Prayer,  741. 

Pardon— see  Repentance. 
Parental  Hymns,  720-729. 
Parting,  083,  684,  087,  091,  692. 

At  closing  a  series  of  services,  684. 

Of  Ministers,  088. 
Passover,  Christ  our,  308. 
Patience,  517. 
Peace  and  war,  765,  766. 
Peace  of  mind,  517,  518. 
Penitence— aee  Repuntanoe. 
Perfection,  Attainable,  620. 

Through  sutferings.  475. 

God,  our  e.xample  in,  521. 
Persecution,  contrary  to  the  gospel,  771. 
Pilgrimage,  523,  524,  075. 

405 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Praise  to  God,  49-51,  55-62,  64,  79,  80,  90. 
l»raise  to  Christ,  42,  44-48,  52,  65-78. 
rrayer,  52.-)-5i4. 

A  child's,  740. 

Answered  by  crosses,  526. 

Kiiconriigeinent  to,  525,  544. 

For  ail  increase  of  ministers,  281. 

For  a  revival,  537-539. 

For  helj),  541. 

Forniinisters,  263,  273. 

For  onr  country,  536. 

For  submission,  531,  555. 

For  the  Jews,  534. 

Hinderanccs  to,  533. 

In  perplexity,  535. 

In  trouble,  529. 

Is  what?  528,540. 

Ofa  Christian,  802. 

Pow0r  of,  543. 
Pride.  814. 
Promises,  388-394. 
Providence— see  God  in. 
Public  worship,  37  -90. 

Race,  Christian,  545-546. 
Recovery  from  sickness,  405,  410. 
Redemption,  379-387. 
Refuge.  God  a.  23. 

Christ  a,  794. 
Rejoicing— see  .Joy. 
Religion,  776,  792. 
Repentance,  353,  372. 
Reproof,  547,  548. 
Resignation — see  Submission. 
Resolve,  the  holy,  461, 
Rest,  314,  672,  676. 
Resurrection  of  Christ— see  Christ. 

Of  man,  620-626. 
Retirement — see  Private  Devotion. 
Revival,  prayer  for— see  Prayer. 
Righteousness,  Christ  our,  184. 
Rock  of  Ages,  185. 

High,  786. 

Sacrifice,  Christ  our,  187. 
Salutation,  303,  304. 
Salvation— see  Redemption. 

Nearer,  791. 
Safety,  the  believers',  455,  457,  549. 
Seasons,  751-757. 
Self-denial— see  Cross. 
Self-examination,  550. 
Servants,  the  servant-like  character  of  Christian, 

298,  300,  484. 


Sickness,  405,  410,  411,  631,  636,  640,  812. 

Sincerity,  551,  552. 

Social  worship,  116-122. 

Submission,  553-555. 

Sympathy  with  Christ  in  suffering,  470. 

In  labor,  498,  503. 

For  the  lost,  770. 

Table  Hymns,  714-719. 
Temptation,  404,  413,  418. 
Temperance,  763,  764. 
Thanksgiving,  758,  761. 
Throne  of  grace,  542. 
Time,  Importance  of,  628,  629. 

Serious  reflection  upon  leaving,  633. 

Swiftness  of,  664,  641. 
Trust,  45;i. 
Truth,  welcomed,  146. 

Power  of,  150. 

Progress  of,  154. 
Types,  218. 

Unbelief  lamented,  92. 

Union  of  Christians— see  Fellowship  and  Unity. 

Vanity  of  earthly  things,420. 

Victory  of  Christ  over  death,  198,  202,  206. 

Of  Christians  over  death— see  Death,  triumph 
over. 

War,  765,  766. 

Warfare,  Christian,  558-563. 

The  beginning,  558. 

The  battle,  559. 

The  close,  656. 

The  combatants,  781. 

The  prize,  561, 

The  weapons,  560, 
Warnings,  327,  328,  332,  333,  336,  338,  340,  344,  345,  346, 

348,  350,  351,  352, 
Watchfulness,  556,  563. 
Way,  Christ  the,  174,  805. 

Good  old,  813. 
Wisdom,  564. 

Worship.  Family— see  Evening,  Morning  and  Ta- 
ble Hymns. 

Private,  123-129. 

Public,  37-115, 

Social,  116-122, 

Year— see  Old  and  New. 
Youth,  730-743. 

Zeal,  565. 


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